NOT A James Joyce in sight for this dubbed Mediterranean wonder, which retold Homer’s Odyssey as an episodic (440 parts, or something stupid like that) space opera with middling-to-fair animation of the all-too familiar DOGTANIAN/CITIES OF GOLD kind. Bearded redhead journeys through space, accompanied by his son Telemachus, No-No (small robot, you know), and the by-now expected erratic dubbing techniques. Old Uly finds a planet of enslaved children overseen by a giant, robotic Cyclops. After destroying this clanking clukny machine, they discover that this particular region of space is ruled by the ancient Gods of Olympus, who take their revenge by causing the crew to fall into a sort of coma, characterised by hanging lifeless in mid-air. But through chance, and the expediencies of the plot, Ulysses, his son Telemacus and an alien girl Yumi, are left still conscious. The gods agree to lift the curse if Ulysses can find the “Kingdom of Hades”, and from there, the route back to Earth. All of this was re-told in earnest detail every bloody week in the opening title sequence. No idea whether the hirsute old heffer actually succeeded.