Alien (Dir. Ridley Scott/1979)
Often taught as an example of the genre mash-up of horror
and science-fiction, Alien manages
to get under your skin in a way few films can. The isolation and distant
location of the Nostromo is part of the charm. We wake up with these low-paid truck-drivers
who, due to a signal, are drawn into the sinister territory where the alien
resides. The H.R. Giger planet contains erotica-fused biology to create the
phallus-headed beast. Once the creature bursts free from the stomach, the white
walls are only blank canvases for blood paintings. Murdered one-by-one, with a
unique ambiguous rape-scene, Alien is
the sinister underbelly of the happy-aliens seen in Star Wars. Ellen Ripley is the sole survivor and Ridley Scott is
the genius that merged art and cinema together, to be appreciated forever
after. In space, no one can hear you scream. In Sci-Fi, no-one can think of
anything more horrific.
Rating: 5/5
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