It says right on the box, "Beowulf Meets Predator", which makes it sound like the kind of thing you'd be a fool, a fucking fool for not watching right now. Yet it has left virtually no footprint in this world.
I don't know why that happened, but this damn well deserves a cult. It plays its Beowulf-meets-Predator thrills straight - maybe a little too straight (the denoument gets a little eye-rolling) - but if you want to see Vikings tussle with a space monster, this movie brings it.
People get fucked up, monster looks cool, and it's got John Hurt as the Viking chieftain, being all John Hurt and totally awesome.