Prometheus is not the classic we hoped for from Ridley
PUBLISHED: 15:17 14 June 2012
»In the not too distant future, scientist Elizabeth Shaw (Noomi Rapace) and her partner Charlie Holloway (Logan Marshall-Green) discover an invitation to a distant world with the possibility of answers to mankind’s oldest question – how did we come to be?
The world has been waiting 33 years for director Ridley Scott to return to the world of Alien.
Although Prometheus has been cited as a cousin to the first film rather than a direct prequel, there is still enough here to see a direct correlation between the two. But for those expecting the blood curdling brilliance of the 1979 sci-fi horror, you will be sadly left wanting.
As much as one would hope to call Prometheus a classic, it really isn’t.
The first half is atmospheric, tense and engrossing. But the minute a flamethrower gets used to eliminate a certain character; Prometheus descends into a convoluted spiral of brash and brainless cinema.
Any subtle nuances put in place up to then are lost amongst confusing developments and unnecessary revelations. And it’s at this point we realise the film has no emotional backbone.
The film professes to be loaded with subtext and theological musings – and it is. But this all falls by the wayside when Scott becomes preoccupied with fitting in allusions to Alien.
There are a few scenes of brilliance, with one in particular being outstandingly horrific.
It’s a moment which takes some of the thinly veiled body horror metaphors of previous Alien films and brings it to a new generation.