I have never seen a film that put so little effort into restraining it's gluttonous plot excesses or achieving any kind of coherency. This movie just rambled on until it degenerated into a jumble of silly names, pseudoscientific mumbo-jumbo and idiotic mysticism. Something about 'supermen' fighting each other with 'exo-power' against the 'Great Zog.' It was set thousands of years in the future, but any technological advancements made in that time seemed entirely restricted to space travel. Characters who had been killed off suddenly appeared again, miraculously resurrected in a manner never explained to the audience! Some characters shadowed others around and always beat them to their destinations by several days, even though their equally powerful targets had sped to said destinations as fast as was humanly possible. One protagonist was always hanging around in places where he ought to have been killed by his enemies, and was never noticed until said enemies had concluded a conversation with someone else; the other needlessly slaughtered dozens of innocent people, but was nonetheless portrayed as some kind of messianic figure who attains enlightenment through reincarnation (by means of a woman who had been killed by him and buried at a funeral survice, but was at the last minute and without any justification revealed to have been 'saved' by the initial protagonist). Needless to say, none of it made any sense, and it's not worth trying to figure it out. How a team of intelligent animators was duped into spending nine months of their lives bringing it into existence when no one in their right mind would ever bother watching it is beyond me.