So I watched Prometheus a week or two ago, and I’ve been struggling to come up with a reaction more nuanced than this, but…well, this is how I felt about it. Prometheus is a stunningly made film. It’s one of the best looking SF epics I’ve ever seen, and I wish a hundred more SF spaceshippy movies would get made that look as grand as this one did. The visuals are full of eye-popping sensawunda.
The story, though? Well…it did nothing for me. It just plunked a bunch of disparate folks, some of whom with ulterior motives, on an alien landscape and then sent them out to poke said alien landscape with sticks and then get killed in awful ways when it turns out that the alien landscape doesn’t much want the likes of us poking it with sticks. So, it’s really pretty much a great-looking mashup of 2001 and Alien. One of those movies I think is magnificent; the other I think is stunningly overrated. Oh well.
I mean, Prometheus gives us a scientific expedition to another star system to investigate some kind of evidence of alien civilization, and yet these rigorous scientists do shit like open their helmets at the first sign the air’s breathable, and when they see a puddle of Alien Goo, their first response is, “I’m gonna stick my finger in it!”
I dunno…I guess I really wanted more from this movie than what it served up.