Plot: Last bloke on Earth, also happens to be a doctor, searching for a cure to a disease that has created mutant fellas and fell-etes, who roam the street at night. This at least means that Mr Heston has the entirety of the day to do what he wants. This includes boosting cars from showrooms, robbing clothes out of JC Penny or somewhere and watching Woodstock at the cinema for the hundredth time since the world went to pot. He finds a chick, they do "stuff" and he goes on trying to cure the world. There is more, but I'd hate to spoil it.
The best scene in the entire film is actually the beginning, when you see desolate streets throughout the city and Heston joy riding. It's actually a very well executed and I might even say beautiful piece of cinematography.
Now, I'm aware that telling you the best part of the film is the beginning might entice some of you to watch just that, but you'd be missing out. Sci-fi from the 1950's-80's has something that modern Sci-fi don't (I ignore the 90's...urgh!), it has innocence and often heart. They also often have very bad make-up that is quite amusing. Case in point.
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