Oh never mind, everything in that movie made sense. You see, there was another one wearing a bathrobe too! Got it. Sorry, Ridley!
It does make total sense now! You see, I can only assume that the presence of bathrobes means the aliens were having a slumber party, and the self-disintegration thingy was like a crank call. The black hell goo is the alien version of putting someone’s hand in warm water, and ripping David’s head off was pretty much a pillow fight.
As for the squid baby, well, what slumber party doesn’t include that. It would just be gauche.
I saw Prometheus again on Wednesday. My friend invited me for dinner and a movie in celebration because he wrapped up a year-long art gig. I absolutely wanted to hang out with him, and was like, “Yeah, I could see it again.” But I was kind of really dreading it.
Surprisingly, I actually liked it a hell of a lot more the second time around. It was a lot of fun! Part of that, I’m sure, is due to the fact that I saw it in a regular theater with no IMAX or 3-D with much more favorable company, and the film still dips down in its third act, but everything up to right after Shaw getting her c-section/Weyland entering the scene is really engaging and entertaining. I definitely don’t hate this film. Quite the contrary.
I liked the part where I still haven’t seen this yet, no spoilers
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