Have you seen the poster for Alien: Covenant yet? It’s pretty basic. The face of the classic Alien with one word: Run. So simple, and yet so chilling. It got me excited about the movie until I recalled it is technically a sequel to Prometheus. Ugh.
I will do my best not to make this blog a hate letter to Prometheus but more of a love letter to the entire Alien franchise. Well, not the Alien Vs. Predator movies, they don’t count. And… well… Alien 3 and Alien Resurrection, though each had some good parts to them, overall, they were disappointing.
So! This blog will mostly be in praise of Alien and Aliens! And the hope that the next parts of the franchise will be closer to their level than those that came after.
We first met H.R. Giger’s monstrous creation in the 1979 horror film, Alien. It was a kind of sci-fi terror that had never been seen before. Yes, we’d seen pod aliens on the big screen, but not ones that jack-in-the-boxed a facehugger onto your space helmet. That these things bled acid was not good news for being on a pressurize spaceship. Then, after laying eggs in your stomach, a baby alien will tear itself out of your chest. And that’s just the beginning.
A spaceship filled with miners were almost all destroyed by just a single Alien. And then a battalion of space Marines were not enough to deal with a whole next of them. The only one who was smart enough to outwit and destroy these monsters every time was Ellen Ripley.
As much as I’m pro alien-ass-kicking women, this blog is about those bitches she had to deal with in outer space. Aliens, eggs and facehuggers– oh my! I’ve got some great Alien T-Shirts, some are creepy, some are funny… OK, more of them are funny than not. But hey, in space, nobody can hear you laugh.