PG

Real talk: the space eels get to us.

Seriously, they crawl into your ear, nestle in your brain, and basically turn you into a drooling robot until they presumably chew their way out of your brain and kill you. That's some serious David Cronenberg-level squickiness.

Beyond that, though, this film is pretty tame. Sex and harsh language are nonexistent, and while there's plenty of action (and even some bleeding), it's limited to comic-book-style swashbuckling, and nothing truly violent. That leaves it firmly in PG territory: a little harsh for the youngest of kiddies, but pretty family-friendly overall.

Except for those eels. Oh dear lord, those eels.