I’ll begin by getting it out of the way first: I hated Prometheus. In terms of the franchise that was unleashed upon the world in 1979, it’s one of the weakest of the six core movies (I’m choosing to ignore the two crossover Alien v Predator movies) for a couple of reasons. Though in saying that, I give it props for the same reason I do 1986’s Aliens, namely the attempt to try to do something different with the concept. If you’re going to add another film to a franchise, you should at least do something unique. Let’s face it, the actual concept of Alien is not sophisticated: human beings find a desolate planet in deep space, get infected with an alien parasite which becomes something they have to destroy … or they’ll be destroyed by it. It suffers from the same self-limiting curse that comes with success: how do you make it just different enough without alienating the people that filled the studio coffers first time around?
AT THE FOOTHILLS OF MADNESS 