This little-known, under-rated, obscure little film packs a lot of entertainment value.

A 1987 production, directed by Steve De Jarnatt, and starring Melanie Griffith, David Andrews, and Pamela Gidley, "Cherry 2000" goes highly unnoticed and unsung in the sci/fi field. However; I cannot say why, as this movie is extremely well written and extraordinarily entertaining.

When Sam Treadwell's robotic companion breaks down, he goes in search of an exact duplicate in which to install her memory chip, and continue his life. He hires Edith "E" Johnson (Griffith) as a tracker to find her, and together they begin their journey into "The Zone;" a danger-filled jungle of a city in which Treadwell finds the ideal replacement for his Cherry model 2000 love.

It is not just a science fiction classic, but it is a tremendous love story, and a marvelous work of writing. The acting left a bit to be desired, but this little-known work of art is definitely more than worth seeing.

It rates a 7.4/10 from...

the Fiend :.

In the dystopian near-future, the world is struggling to recycle the limited resources. Future sex is sadly transactional. Sam Treadwell (David Andrews) is a successful executive. He has a loving relationship with his Cherry 2000 (Pamela Gidley). When it short-circuits, only the memory disk is salvaged. There are no Cherry 2000 replacements although there are expected stocks in the abandoned factory in the desolate Zone 7. Sam travels to Gloryhole Hotel and hires tracker E. Johnson (Melanie Griffith) to guide him to Zone 7. They battle Lester (Tim Thomerson),the leader of a strange cult.

It's a campy B-movie with plenty of cult potential. It's wacky. It has strange takes on sex in the future. The wackiness never gets that funny. David Andrews isn't terribly charismatic. Melanie Griffith looks cool and gorgeous. She plays too cool at times and could have been a bigger performance. I don't like flying to Vegas. There are a few things that keep holding this movie back to being fun camp.

David Andrews' sex robot has worn-out parts, so he hires Melanie Griffith (in an orange fright-wig) to help him find a warehouse filled with spare parts. It's one of those dystopian sci-fi flicks in which civilization hasn't collapsed yet, but nothing gets built, and office-worker Andrews gets a lesson in the beauty of the natural world and other things that are better when done with living people.

There's Ben Johnson and Harry Carey Jr. to offer us a view of a Fordian world, disfigured by the works of man, but it never forgets that a movie is meant to entertain the audience, with automatic riffle battles and Miss Griffith is a tight leather blouse.