The Movie: “By the power of Grayskull!” Irrefutably cheesy, shamelessly pinching everything from score cues to costume design from Star Wars, and featuring a meaty Dolph Lundgren as He-Man, Masters Of The Universe is definitely in the ‘so bad it’s good’ category.
Thing is, it’s just so difficult to hate. Sure, the plot’s jump to modern day Earth is a mistake, but we can forgive that in the bony face of Frank Langella’s villainous, Shakespeare-quoting Skeletor. Then there’s Meg Foster as sidekick Evil-Lyn, not to mention some impressive prosthetics for Beast Man and Saurod.
There’s even a role for Cox’s future on-screen mum Christina Pickles (Ross and Monica’s mother in Friends), who pitches up as the crystal-headdress-wearing Sorceress. As for Cox? She’s given a fluffy backstory involving dead parents, and emotes her heart out, even if she’s ultimately lost amid a flux of more colourful, crowd-pleasing cut-out characters.