It’s got the right cast and the right director; now it just needs to surrender to its cheesy outrageousness.

Hear that? That’s the sound of a barrel being scraped over in Hollywood.

Masters of the Universe belongs to no one — a project engineered at enormous cost from the needs of IP.

While Amazon has rightfully basked in the success of “Project Hail Mary,” “Masters of the Universe” demonstrates how a few missteps can transform an aspiring blockbuster with appealing elements into a streaming-bound 98-pound weakling.