A kind of odd gimmicky show reminding me of congealed oatmeal touted as a continental breakfast. We are given a talking chimp, a flying jet pack, the cumbersome Ark II vehicle (complete with ripped-off Star Trek sound effects), and a multicultural crew lead by a hippie-looking bearded blonde Ubermensch. These elements beg lots of questions that are never answered ever in the show. The stories are barely interesting and the acting is about as expressive as wood paneling. Add the repetitive elevator Muzak meandering in the background and you have an ambient sleeping aid. Tack on a moral for every show and you can't say it stinks without feeling guilty. I say this show stinks. Now I feel guilty. Because of all this awfulness served up as sci-fi slop wrapped in crass, insincere morality, the show has a negative appeal for me. I love hating it. It represents the low end of the 1970's, that I grew up in, with all its pallid leftover hippie "save the world" regurgitation. At least the characters' teeth look white when they fake smile. I think I'll go watch an episode now.