“Hey, so you wanna go to the disneys tonight?”
We should be absolutely sick to death of all the cash-ins, pseudo-remakes and imitators. Where are they?
I disagree with much of this, and I am quoted in the piece saying as much.
…though there’s possibly something unexpected going on with her gender identity.
A rote disappointment. There is nothing shocking or even mildly unexpected here. But there is an ironic weakening of the power of the xenomorphs to terrify.
It’s Lovecraft by way of The Thing and Alien in this satisfyingly schlocky 80s throwback, complete with practical FX. A genuinely eerie experience.
Fresh feminist horror of a very welcome taboo-smashing kind. Nasty, hilarious, outraged and outrageous, and as poignant as it is blackly funny.
After a few quick nods to the profoundly unethical act at its core, it shrugs it off and uses it as the basis for its fairy-tale romance. This is not okay.
Supplementary explanations for my Where Are the Women? rating criteria. [This post is not behind the paywall.]
Update! Another year, another slate of films proving there is almost nothing that men can do, think, or be that The Movies will not deem worthy of a story.