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Prometheus, and the Primitive Prequel

When people are attractive, no matter what some might say to the contrary, we treat them differently. Some act in a hostile manner toward the nice to view. Some treat them as if these people blessed with good ratios and balanced, proportioned features could do no wrong.
Where am I going with this? Here is my analogy on Prometheus.
A really attractive person, who once you start listening to, makes you realize they are incredibly stupid.
A gorgeous pop corn flick, really great to watch if you are willing to shut a little bit of your brain off for a while.
But then the plot holes. I won’t bother to go into them, but they are many.
We never seem to get a sense anyone, other than the main character, Elizabeth Shaw (Noomi Rapace) and her… husband? Charlie Holloway (Logan Marshall-Green) really mesh well together. Every interaction seems very hollow. A lack of chemistry, one could say.
The special effects are great, but the character designs seem a bit…uninspired. H.R. Giger was in no way involved, which is perhaps the best reason one can think of for the impressive, though visually stale, big budget imagery.
This film suffers from prequalitus hard. If it is a prequel, which seems very likely based on events seen at the end of the film. These events raise some interesting questions I can’t bring up without bringing us into spoiler alert territory.
Blame it on falsely assuming Scott still cared about story, or character, over flash. I saw his Robin Hood, I should have known better.
Still, despite its flaws, its hard not to enjoy this one. Does it matter if a stripper is illiterate? She’s still going to get my money.
That’s Prometheus folks. A lot of glitter, but when you leave, you just wonder why you threw so much money at it. And then you remember. Because it was very sexy.

One Response to Prometheus, and the Primitive Prequel

  1. Hard to argue with any of that, really. “Prometheus” is dumb as hell, but it somehow managed to get a philosophy degree, and is hot as hell. I’d rather it be smart as hell, too, but at least it’s not stupid AND ugly.

    After a summer’s worth of thinking about it, I’ve come to the conclusion that it is a bad movie, but that I love it anyways.

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