The announcement of the film on TV already predisposed to watching a fantastic comedy - 'without hind legs', figuratively speaking. And the name of George Lucas, albeit even as an executive producer, after Star Wars and Indiana Jones and the collaboration with Steven Spielberg, just set up for waves of positive and adventure.
And just in the first shots, my assumptions were justified: in the duck world, the posters on the walls are no longer 'Indiana', but also a duck archaeologist, and the crackers are leafing through the correspondingly modified Playboy.
After conducting an experiment with a laser installation, first, Howard, who had just taken a bath, and another predatory creature that poses a danger not only to the birds, but also to the entire population of the Earth, gets to the Earth.
In fact, for the second 80s, the theme is the same, with the same level of interest in space, neighboring galaxies, Reagan's Star Wars and extraterrestrial civilizations. I was surprised to learn that the film was nominated for the Golden Raspberry, which, in my opinion, does not give the award more adequacy in defining really bad films, and not good comedies like this one.