"This is exactly what you would imagine a Flaming Lips feature film to be like. It is preposterous, beautiful, funny, as profound as it is dumb and quite, quite disorientating. It requires massive suspension of disbelief and is held together with gaffa tape. The flick has long since become part of the Flips' own personal mythology being a seemingly endless project first kick-started eight years ago. Viewers of the fine rockumentary The Fearless Freaks were treated to glimpses into Wayne Coyne's peculiarly autistic auteurism. This mainly consisted of him disappearing into the abandoned cement factory next to his house in Oklahoma to film seemingly unconnected scenes involving a space settlement on Mars during the festive season. The sense that you took away from Bradley Beasley's amazing documentary was that this was a flight of fancy that would never see the light of day. Especially as you saw a slightly bewildered looking Coyne, trying to build a giant space station out of bits of junk he found lying around his suburban neighbourhood."    

- John Doran, thequietus.com