This post is a list of back-links to the author interviews I posted on my old blog. All of that content is still "live" and available for readers. This list includes wonderful and award-winning authors. Please get to know them and their work.
Elias Anderson
Ashley Barron
Wayne Basta
J.C. Cassels
Connie M. Huddleston
Shelli Johnson
Walter E. Wilson
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Review: Prometheus
I went to see Prometheus knowing that it was Ridley Scott’s
creation and had an “Alien” tie-in.
Beyond that, I’d stayed away from critical reviews and accompanying
spoilers.
THIS REVIEW WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS. YOU’VE BEEN WARNED.
The cinematography was fabulous. From the opening sequence until the final, startling,
minute of the movie, there was a sense of scope and majesty. I should note that although this is a “space
movie”, the setting is primarily an alien planet and the inside of a human
ship. That’s important, because this
wasn’t an “alien centric” movie.
That’s right: despite the fact that the passengers of the
Prometheus are on a mission to find and question an alien life form, this movie
is ultimately a human drama with aliens thrown in for dramatic
juxtapositions. Prometheus is a creation
myth—or all creation myths, jumbled together in Wikipedia form and thrown onto
the big screen—any way you look at it.
The characterizations were a little weak—but that actually
makes the movie work. Again, this is a
story about humanity’s past, present and future. Stereotypical characters are easier for an
audience to relate to. Thoughts of “I
know how she feels” and “Yeah I’ve had a witchy boss just like Vickers” draw
the viewer in and make him/her emotionally invested in the storyline.
That’s not to say I didn’t have issues with several
character story points. Fifield was well
played by Sean Harris, but can we have a redheaded character who isn’t bat-crap
insane? Also, the writers made a point of telling us that Dr. Elisabeth Shaw was
infertile, only to have her conceive almost immediately. Granted it was no ordinary pregnancy, but
come on—a scientist who says she’s infertile isn’t basing that off a
hunch. She was obviously able to
ovulate, her tubes were open enough to have the egg be fertilized and then move
to her uterus to implant. Exactly which
part of her reproductive system WASN’T working?
That leads me to the most gut-wrenching (pun most definitely
intended) part of the movie. In a film
filled with visceral (heh) imagery, the scene of Shaw’s self-induced,
barely-medicated, caesarean section made every single woman in the audience
writhe in pain. Just...damn.
I really enjoyed Prometheus.
It didn’t offer anything particularly new, (The concept that life here
began out there is not exactly original.) but the action keeps the audience
engaged (or writhing). A sci-fi fan will
see the ending coming, as the foreshadowing is a bit heavy handed, but the
finale still comes as a kick in the head.
Game over, man, game
over.
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