Watching “Iron Sky”, it felt like the entire point of this film was to include a scene where a slack-jawed New Yorker points to the sky, eyes wide with terror, and screams: “Space Nazis!”

Not since “Snakes on a Plane” have we seen a film so hell-bent on attaining B-movie nirvana. A heroine whose clothes get conveniently blown off in an airlock? Check. Flying saucers hovering in “V” formation over Times Square? Check. A cast you’ve never heard of except for Udo Kier? Check. About the only thing missing is Chuck Norris battling a giant rubber reptile.

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