If the 80s produced any sci-fi cooler than V, I don't want to know about it.
How do you beat reptilian aliens trying to conquer Earth, all the while, ripping their faces off, devouring live rodents and dead humans, and providing the best--or in the very least, the most entertaining--Nazi allegory ever made?
Answer: you don't.
And now, after years of rumors of sequels and remakes and so on, V: The Second Generation is coming out in October, written by Kenneth Johnson, the guy who wrote, produced, and directed the original mini-series.
To say I'm jazzed doesn't begin to cover it.