I loved Overdrawn at the Memory Bank simply because MST3000 did a wonderful job bashing the movie. Fingal (Raul Julia) is some Casablanca junkie who gets "doppled" into a body of a monkey for compulsory prophylactic rehab when his body becomes tampered with by a demonic child, sending him for a sex change operation instead! This somehow causes an energy surge in which Fingal stops dabbling in dopples and becomes trapped into the supercomputer HX368. He then uses his wit and cunning to make it through his self-perpetuated reenactment of Casablanca and to become interfaced with the HX368. All the while the computer which holds Fingals' memories and conscious are on the verge of being obliterated by the short shelf life of doppling cubes. I don't recommend buying this movie unless of course it is Volume 4 of MST3000 DVD set. I liked it for it's humor and weird filming effects. The whole movie is filmed like a dream sequence, with a slight haze around the lenses of the cameras.

From the very start, this movie attempts to be some perverse remake of Casablanca if it was written by George Orwell and directed by the Wachowski brothers' retarded nephew. Attempts, but fails. What we end up with is special effects that remind you of "Land of the Lost" and a distant future that looks like a small shopping mall in Japan from the early 70's. This movie does deserve credit for one thing: they managed to make the big fat evil white guy in this movie was even less likable than the big fat evil white guy in the real Casablanca.Of course there are plenty of worse movies. This one actually has some fun points, and the late Raul Julia (RIP) gave an incredible performance. Overdrawn is funny enough on its own that you can watch it without MST3K and/or friends, but if you have either of those it's a whole lot more fun. Worth seeing at least once, even sporting a T-shirt that reads "I survived Overdrawn at the Memory Bank" if you're so inclined, and nobody should miss RJ's Bogart.

I actually got a headache from watching this film. I can't remember the last time that I felt that bad from watching a show. I won't even explain this move because you have to experience the pure nausea inducing movie to truly discover why life is so precious. I doubted everything, even the existence of myself, after about three minutes of this film. I don't remember much of the end. Just that it hurt. What I do remember involves a mysterious woman in a clam, a matrix like premise, doopling, cinemas, The guy who played in the Adams Family, a love story, A fat man, a bartender, and a headache. Just thinking about this makes me want to vomit. DOOPLING!

Dull! Ohmigawd, dull, dull, dull. This movie is so painfully slow-moving, you'll long for the action scenes in "Monster-A-Go-Go" Here's a tip, there aren't any.) Two things first: One, this movie was financed by your public dollars. Two, it was originally aired on P.B.S. And all I can say is, for Gods sake guys, stick to "Antiques Roadshow" or civil war documentaries, or..or..ANYTHING BUT THIS!!Rial or Raul or whatever the Hell his name is (I'm damned if I'm going to go through this thing again to find out)is "The Desk Jockey Of The Future!!" who is being punished for basically being a day-dreamer. So, his brain is put into an anteater to "give him some rest" Thats right, forget the verbal warning, we'll just transplant your brain! Only, a kid on a school field trip (Through a "brain-transplant" facility? We just went to the Hostess Twinkie factory.)swaps his tag, and wackieness ensues. Or, it would in a real movie. In this case, painful, skull-crushing, mind-numbing boredom ensues.Now, since God knows I wouldn't want to spoil the plot(?) for you...many homages are made to "Casablanca", his dead mother shows up, he robs a major corporation of millions of dollars (I'm sorry, "flavo-fibes" or whatever)and many poorly executed 80's computer effects are used.(All done on a Commodore-64, I think)And yet, through all of this, NOTHING HAPPENS!!! You'll find yourself wondering if you remembered to feed the dog, or wash out a clean pair of socks for work tomorrow, because your poor brain will be hiding in the back corner of your skull to escape the relentless tedium onslaught of this film.MST3K took on this film, and even they were beaten. Mow your yard then watch it grow, have a new drive-way poured and watch it set, paint a wall and watch it dry...If you can find a duller way to kill an hour and a half than this film I don't even want to know what it is.