Loved it as a kid.
Trouble with this present embodiment is that it's trying to appear cool and hip (do people still say hip?) to a middle aged, middle class audience who like nothing more than to nod sagely to each other during the clever bits, and, as a result, it's disappeared up it's own backside!
For gawd's sake, we're even supposed to emphasise with a ruddy cyborg trying to get to the promised land!
All this nonsense started with the death of Princess Diana, don't you know. All that outpouring of grief. Granny always said no good would come of it.
It has to stop!
The bad guys do bad things. The good guy comes to the rescue and wins out in the end; and everyone lives happily ever after!
If I want something a bit more existentialist, I'll read some Shakespeare, thanks all the same!
Where the hell is John Wayne when you need him?
Having said all that, those old repeats on The Horror Chanel are truly truly awful!