Anyway, Alien: Romulus is the seventh film about these particular monsters. According to the producers, the film takes the franchise ‘back to its roots’. So we get a group of grimy crew-mates piloting a big rust-bucket of a spaceship who pick up an extraterrestrial stowaway and end up having to use their wits and courage to survive as it gobbles them up, one by one.
And it’s not a bad film. It’s nicely creepy, the special effects are good, the acting is perfectly serviceable. In fact, I could give you a normal review of Alien: Romulus, but just writing this is making me feel a little crazy. It’s not a bad film, but it’s also a direct copy of a much better film that already exists. That film is called Alien, and it came out in 1979. It had Sigourney Weaver in it. It hasn’t vanished. If you have a Disney+ subscription or a torrent client, you can watch it tonight. Why have we made it again? What’s the point? Why have we spent the past 45 years – which is longer than I’ve been alive – making seven different versions of the same film? What on Earth is going on?
What part of jingling keys inspires you? I do not speak of this movie specifically, but against the general stupid defense of, “but someone found it interesting!”.
Yes, someone found it interesting. That doesn’t mean everyone has to find it interesting. In fact, that very thought pattern confuses me. So many people have utterly brainless takes, that it should require more than someone else’s interest to justify something.
It’s a red herring of a thought in the first place.
I don’t think anyone was saying that just because one person enjoyed the movie then everyone else has to. Someone just made the comment that they enjoyed it, despite what the author of the article says and then you compared them to a baby that enjoys the sound of keys. I’m not even saying that anyone has to be inspired by the movie. Sometimes you can just enjoy something for what it is and then move on when it’s over.