Yeehaw, ya'll! Get ta settlin' in ov'ar lik'at, grab ya up some 'shine, an' lemme spin ya a tale ri'chere 'bout "The Galaxy Invader." I was walkin' away feelin' like this here was a movin' pi'ture 'bout hillbillies, fer hillbillies, by hillbillies.

Not really. Actually if that had been the case it might have been more fun. This is more like the stereotypical poke-fun-at-hillbillies-for-comedic-effect type thing. An alien has landed and is invading people's basements and killing them when they come down to check out the noise. A nasty old man who abuses his family gets his hands on one of the alien's gadgets and wants to sell it for quick cash, but when he gets together with his drunken hillbilly buddies they decide that if they could catch the alien alive it would be worth even more! It's time for a posse!

If you want a movie so stupid it will kill brain cells quicker than Uncle Jesse's moonshine this is your poison. There's not even that much story to it. It quickly become a mess of repetitious lines, poorly choreographed fight scenes, and a whole lot of passing the alien artifact back and forth. And when I say the choreography is poor I mean that the demos my Karate class does with the 6-10 year old age group has more realistic fighting than this movie does.

The acting is horrible. The alien suit looks like it came off the Wal Mart clearance rack. Even the continuity is crummy with people and places looking painfully out of place. If there's one thing that I found amusing it's that one of these good ol' boys doesn't put down his beer for ANYTHING!