I’ve long been fond of the Alien franchise. I’ve never been big on the sequels past Aliens, but both Alien and Aliens were formative film experiences of my childhood. I first fell in love with the haunted house story of Alien when I was around 10, and soon saw the very different war film of Aliens as soon as it hit cable after its release in 1986. I engaged with both immediately, probably because Sigourney Weaver reminded me of my mom. (They looked quite a bit alike.) I also liked the tension and biology-gone-wrong aspects of both films.
Thanks to a slew of lackluster (yet sometimes interesting) follow-ups to these two classic sci-fi films, I’ve been cautious about being hopeful about Prometheus. Yes, it marks the return of director Ridley Scott to the Alien universe, but let’s be honest: his films aren’t consistently good. They’re always visually gorgeous, but the scripts seem to be a crap shoot.
What of the highly anticipated Prometheus, then? Well… Continue Reading →