There is a reason why I have to get drunk to go to the movies these days and its name is Prometheus. Prometheus – now a mythological symbol for everything that is wrong with contemporary Hollywood filmmaking – is an over-hyped, over budgeted, unoriginal spin-off that proves Hollywood is becoming an irrelevant medium for powerful storytelling. In the words of Hudson from Aliens: GAME OVER, MAN. GAME OVER!
Just to be clear, I came into this movie with low expectations. I wasn’t expecting it to be a sci-fi masterpiece in the same league with Alien, Aliens or Blade Runner. However, I was looking forward to an above average film that would chill and thrill me. Maybe even make me think a little, like District 9 or Surrogates. Not mind-blowing. Just a nice ride from one of my all-time favorite directors. Boy, was I wrong. (Luckily, I remembered to bring four little bottles of Jack Daniels in my purse).
What’s wrong with Prometheus? Let me count the ways (WARNING: SPOILER ALERT)… Continue reading