Reviewed by Colin Jacobson (October 12, 2026)
In 1986, two movie productions took place in Dallas that revolved around robotic police. RoboCop became a hit in summer 1987, turned into a classic and influenced the sci-fi and action for years to come.
On the other hand, ROTOR received no US theatrical distribution and just saw the light of day on VHS and cable. Did it deserve obscurity versus the fame of RoboCop?
Heck yeah. While RoboCop helped redefine its genre, ROTOR offers an embarrassingly awful project.
Scientist/police captain Dr. Barrett C. Coldyron (Richard Gesswein) develops an automated crime fighter he dubs “Robotic Officer Tactical Operations Research/Reserve” – or “ROTOR” for short. However, his superior Division Commander Earl Buglar (Michael Hunter) pressures Coldyron to rush the job and cut corners to get ROTOR on the job ASAP to benefit the presidential campaign of project sponsor Senator Donald Douglas.
When Coldyron refuses these orders, incompetent underlings finish the task. This backfires, as ROTOR (Carroll Brandon Baker) malfunctions and becomes a violent threat to public safety.
Given release dates, it becomes easy to see ROTOR as a knockoff of RoboCop. However, since the two shot virtually simultaneously, this doesn’t prove correct.
That said, ROTOR does borrow liberally from 1984’s Terminator and Judge Dredd. It even stole its poster art from 1979’s Mad Max.
Actually, I will admit that ROTOR doesn’t share much with RoboCop beyond the concept of the robotic law enforcement officer. As implied, ROTOR acts more like a mix of Terminator and Judge Dredd, so he doesn’t turn into a literal Robo-copy.
All that said, the film’s liberal use of outside influences becomes the least of its problems. I could enjoy a “wannabe” movie if it worked.
Which ROTOR doesn’t. Not only does it lack even the most basic entertainment value, but also it turns into one of the worst-made flicks I’ve ever seen.
I figured I’d encounter trouble early via a scene that involves a corpse who blinked and moved her head. Matters don’t improve from there across this intensely amateurish effort.
Elsewhere on this disc, we get an audio commentary wherein a good chunk of the track revolves around what critics Matty Budrewicz and Dave Wain view as the superficial and “snark-heavy” nature of online movie reviews, and I can’t argue with them there. Too much discussion just devolves into sarcastic barbs and not much more.
However, in this case, methinks they protest too much, as ROTOR genuinely doesn’t deserve much more than snotty putdowns. Incompetent to an extreme, the movie can’t even achieve “so bad it’s good status”.
Indeed, so much goes wrong with this disaster that it becomes difficult to know where to start. I suppose that pacing arguably turns into the movie’s biggest problem, though.
No scene that should last 30 seconds runs under two minutes. Segments ramble interminably for no discernible narrative purpose.
For instance, early in the tale, we spend an extended span with Coldyron as he eats breakfast, roams his ranch, drives to work and then goes to lunch with his girlfriend. Does one second of this serve the story?
Nope. Literally this entire sequence could’ve gotten cut and it wouldn’t have been missed at all.
I suppose one could theoretically view this as a “getting to know you” bit of exposition. It fails in that regard but I guess one could see it that way.
If that pointless experience say in isolation, it’d be one thing. However, ROTOR comes packed with scenes of this sort, and others come at much more inopportune times.
This means that in the third act – just when the story needs to move ahead with real momentum – we watch Coldyrion and Steele as they check into a hotel and then wander around the place. Admittedly, the movie didn’t enjoy a real forward push anyway, but the decision to waste time with an utterly superfluous sequence makes the progression even less interesting.
ROTOR boasts maybe a half an hour of actual narrative stretched painfully to 90 minutes. Even when the movie indulges in action, it remains tedious and fails to kick into gear.
It doesn’t help that the filmmakers love to indulge in lousy stabs at self-aware comedy. In one scene, a character utters “what do you think this is, some low-budget sci-fi flick?”
Ha ha? Nah nah.
Even more painful, one extended sequence crams in as many Beach Boys references as possible. This doesn’t seem clever, as instead, it comes across as annoyingly self-indulgent.
The acting veers from utterly wooden to relentlessly over the top. Nothing in between ever becomes part of the production.
Honestly, I could go on forever about all the flaws of ROTOR - like the unstoppable weapon who freaks out if someone honks a car horn. Suffice it to say that ROTOR becomes a thoroughly terrible movie that offers not one moment of entertainment.