Sons of Steel (Gary L. Keady, 1988) Rob Hartley; rock star and his girlfriend strive to turn back time in order to avert a disaster in the near future; exploitation
I had another look at Pandemonium (Haydn Keenan, 1987) and while I was on the job flicked through Sons of Steel (Gary L. Keady, 1988) which I’d had a shot at before but couldn’t get very far with. They’re both pretty wild – and inconsequential. I guess they had to exist.
... a spectacular visual experience. The plot is all over the place, and it is almost impossible to decide what is going on, but it is all done with a brash self-confidence and fierce sense of humour that overcomes most misgivings. It never became the cult film it deserved to be, probably because of the innate caution and conservatism of the distribution and exhibition industry. Stratton: 154.
Sons of Steel is an explosive generic mix borrowing as much from science fiction, video-rock clips and animation as from discourses of horror, adventure and romance. The result is a sporadic cult-like array of motifs and ensembles. Carol Laseur, Continuum.