There are flying warships, odd animals and electrical special effects, but in essence the bulk of the film is more like "Lawrence of Arabia" than "Star Trek" . . .
In fact, Stargate's suckage has nothing to do with how derivative of cinematic rollercoasters it can be (the picture sent out I.O.U.s to, in short order, James Cameron's entire oeuvre, the Indiana Jones trilogy (itself a three-film hommage to black-and-white jungle serials), Lawrence of Arabia, Close Encounters of the Third Kind, Star Wars, E.T., and, in one curious stalk-and-slash sequence, Halloween)--the film's problem is that it is a damn load of gibberish.