Film

Forbidden World

Name: Forbidden World
Genre: Horror, Science Fiction
Released: 1982
Cast: Jesse Vint, Dawn Dunlap, June Chadwick, Linden Chiles, Fox Harris

A 1982 sci-fi horror film where a lone marshal investigates a genetic nightmare loose in a research station. Lean, pulpy, and shamelessly fun—it wears its *Alien* inspiration without apology. Built for midnight viewing with people who appreciate creature-feature sincerity over polish.

TMDb rating

2.7

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