B-movies, the final frontier. These are the adventures of The Commander and Gort aboard the starship Mothership. Its ongoing mission: to explore strange old films, to seek out terrible movies and awful actors, to boldly go where no cinephile has gone before...
Commander Sheppard of the Galactic Alliance cinematic police force has been assigned to protect this sector of space from the tyranny of bland, boring Hollywood movies. To defend the rights of B-movies to have awful acting, rubbish special effects and woeful plotting. To throw feces at cinema screens in the meager hope that something will stick, because when it does, those movies will be the ones that took risks and reaped the rewards.
Teamed with Gort, an android enforcement officer made from a flexible metal alloy that he insists is not rubber (anyone who says otherwise will be disintegrated), the Commander now broadcasts from the Mothership in orbit of Earth, singing the praises of the worst movies ever made.
Gort is continually threatening to turn himself into a giant swarm of insects and disintegrate the Earth, but this has been dismissed as a "ridiculous megalomaniacal delusion" by the Commander (though never within Gort's earshot). If the two can get on for long enough, they may just save cinema as we know it.
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