Possibly the only movie to have a character snort coke off a polished geode and then lean back while saying "I've got some thinking to do"?
It's a weird Canadian Proto-Robocop/Modern Frankenstein that comes really fucking close to being a great movie, but doesn't quite have the budget to pull it off. You've got all the elements of something great - a fantastic origin/inciting incident (A scientist dies while testing an experimental Stan Winston-designed space suit!), a fun hook for superviolence (The suit murders the shit out of anything that touches it in "self-defense"!), and goddamn Pam Grier as a bounty hunter/assassin being hired to bring it down (with acid guns!).
It really feels like the director just couldn't figure out the puzzle that would make all the elements work together, and it ends up being less than the sum of it's parts should rightfully be. Still worth a watch.