I feel their pain. Really, I do.

I’m talking about the rampant, government-sanctioned torture of all captured, giant-headed, skinless, oozing, dirty-fanged aliens from outer space.

This outrage against E.T.s is finally uncovered in “Area 51,” possibly the classiest offering yet in Syfy’s Saturday night, B-movie lineup.

Why is this one so classy? For one thing, it’s directed by Sean Connery’s son, Jason Connery who has brought us such other classics as “The Devil’s Tomb.”

In this homage (oh my God, I can’t believe I just wrote that) to “Alien,” “Alien Autopsy,” “Jurassic Park” and the New York Yankees, two reporters are allowed for the first time inside the government’s secret facility in New Mexico. The public demands it, and the army delivers! You bet.

Of course, the government really has no intention of letting the reporters (played by John Shea and Rachel Miner — former child-bride of child-actor Macaulay Culkin) in on what’s really going on, But Col. Bruce Boxleitner has every intention of letting them think they are seeing everything.

The colonel plans to show them some new technology and end it there. Wrong, so wrong, Colonel.

As luck has it, on that very day, three aliens — Patient Zero (who looks like Spider-man, but without a costume or skin), Lady Death (who looks like the monster mother in “Alien”) and J-Rod (who looks like the traditional big-head guy) — break out and start killing.

Hey, you’d go on a head-ripping rampage too if you had to spend 25 to 60 years underground listening to techno music. That, and watching secret footage of your better half (or, in the case of these monsters, worse half) undergoing an autopsy is more than enough to drive a being from outer space — not to mention “B” movie lovers — in-sane.

Great, good, gory fun.