Ever since being marooned on this planet of the apes I have dreaded the prospect of being judged by one of you chattering, ascendant, spawn of monkey-kind. Now, to my extraterrestrial horror, it has come to pass. However, the biped named Oliver has a large well-shaped head for one of his kind, so I might decide to take up residence therein when the need to transmigrate overcomes me like an echo of one of your TV commercials...
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