“Journey to the Center of the Earth”
I gave up after half an hour when my incredulity buffer overloaded. They had an all-female squad of soldiers; ooo-kay. At least they said they were soldiers; they acted more like a high school clique of cheerleaders. One of them is a psycho who held a loaded gun to another’s throat, but for some reason was not immediately thrown into the brig. The head of the project is Greg Evigan, whose constant rictus grin suggests he’s trying desperately to resist a bout of diarrhea.
On a test run of a teleporter they expect to land in a base in Germany, so instead of fatigues or dress uniform they dress in tees and wife-beaters with no insignia. They do however carry two fully loaded automatic rifles along with other field gear. When the team finally manages to contact their home base, the signal trace indicates that they are 600 kilometers under the Earth’s surface. The base techy even points out that this can’t be right. But no, they must somehow be alive and well in the Earth’s mantle. Time to mount a rescue mission! Meanwhile two of the [del]girls[/del] soldiers encounter a tyrannosaurus. Now while this could legitimately shake even the best trained soldier, their response is to panic and scream. A total breakdown of unit discipline (if there was any to begin with) ensues.
Greg Evigan visits his scientist ex-wife, whose tics and speech suggest a meth problem, and that was as far as I got.
