July 2012
“I ought to have hardened by this stage; but there are some experiences and intimations which scar too deeply to permit of healing, and leave only such an added sensitiveness that memory reinspires all the original horror.”
—H.P Lovecraft; At The Mountains Of Madness (via forgottencityiram)
June 2012
Prometheus: Don't piss into the wind and then tell me it's raining
Finally got around to seeing Prometheus over the weekend. And it was pretty good… except for its huge, glaring, stupid flaws. It seriously hurts my brain that they put so much work into making everything look so cool and believably realistic, and then they completely cancelled it out with stupid writing and horrible, one-dimensional characters. And it makes me sad to say that, because I really wanted to love Prometheus.
I’m not saying I hated it, or that it was the worst movie ever. It had its occasional moments of greatness. The whole opening sequence showing what David did to pass the time while the crew was in hibernation approached a kind of perfection that I wish the rest of the movie had been able to live up to. I would seriously watch a whole movie about what an android does for two years while everyone else is asleep.
You also can’t avoid the Alien mythos.
