The cheesiest sci-fi film I have ever seen has a name I cannot recollect. Not only can I not recollect it, but I also cannot remember any of the actors' names.
I saw it on TV in Indianapolis on one of those late-night shows hosted by "Sammy Terry".
A rocket was being sent to a planet and the flight crew included a dame. Just prior to blast-off, the dame's sometimes boyfriend -- dressed like a lounge lizard -- shows up to say goodbye or to talk her out of going, something like that.
Unfortunately for lounge lizard, however, the countdown had begun, and the rocket blasted off with him in it.
The rest of the film was way too stupid to even recall, except that they encountered alien inhabitants of some planet and took off again. Presumably, lounge lizard and dame astronaut lived happily ever after.
