Come with us now, into the future.

Actually, most of us were planning on getting there anyway. Slow going, isn't it? If only we could get there faster, like incompetent dirigible pilot "Buck" Rogers, and his young buddy, "Buddy", who manage to sleep through most of the 500-year trip. Still too slow? What if someone had edited that future down from serial length to one more or less movie-sized lump? Still not convinced? What if we got two Brits to yack over it? It's your future, squander it wisely.

Remember when Reader's Digest published those books that whittled novels down to manageable length by removing all that bothersome atmosphere and character? Maybe they still do that. Hell, maybe there's still such a thing as Reader's Digest. I wouldn't know, I haven't been to the dentist in a while. It's not a big deal. You don't lose all that much blood from your gums, it's cool, I just get a little light-headed toward the end of the day.

Planet Outlaws is the Mirror Universe version of one of those Reader's Digest books. Yes, it's cut down from something much longer, but instead of keeping the bits that made sense of the story, they put together a movie from all the other stuff, but not before holding a ballroom dancing championship on top of the partial reels of film, just to ensure that they could never be reconstructed in a coherent order. These are the adventures of Buck Rogers, who may or may not be a planet outlaw!