Prometheus is the story of thee most
unprofessional, uneducated, scientific crew’s bumbling adventure into a beloved
universe. The revelations are flat and the sheer stupidity of the crew is off-putting
enough to ruin the few good questions the film does raise.
I don’t
wish to catalogue the entirety of stupid actions taken by this “scientific”
crew during the movie. But I need to highlight the ones that slapped me so
soundly out of any suspension of disbelief that I felt slightly numb afterword.
But I want to be clear: I’m not some snooty science know-it-all. I graduated
from high school. I don’t honestly believe this crew did.
Spoilers
follow.
Here’s
a test to see if you’re a better biologist than the one this trillion dollar
expedition hired. You’re trapped in a creepy alien facility. All the aliens
have been killed mysteriously. A strange stalk / snake pops out of a nearby puddle. You:
A) Run away
B) Attempt to kill it (you’re
scared)
C) Put both your hands and face in
front of it and talk to it like it’s a puppy
Why is
this man begging to die? How did he suppress his survival instincts enough to
behave so badly?
Now
you’re another biologist. You’ve found the head of one of the aliens you’ve
traveled two years to find against all reasonable expectations. You have it on
your high-tech ship. You:
A) Use them fancy sci-fi scanners
that tell you everything about anything! (no thinking required!)
B) … Just scan it. Those are really
good scanners
C) Jam an electrical spike into the
ear to see what happens
What
are we doing here? This was the ONLY head you had! How scientific was it to do
something irreversible based on a spur of the moment hunch?
There
are so many of these moments that I began to believe that mankind had been
created as a host for (what will become) the Alien.
[Huge
Oh My God Spoiler] The big reveal of the film was that the Engineers created
Aliens as a biological weapon, and created humanity. Mysterious alien races
that kill themselves with biological weapons gone wrong and are human seems to
be in fashion now. Prometheus handles
the idea better than most I’ve read. I started looking at human “instincts” and
“nature” as perhaps programmed attitudes and behaviors. Instead of saying the crew
was all assholes, I began to think of the hostility towards each other as a
cultivated behavior. It’s an exciting idea to think of all human behavior as
specifically scripted. All of the sudden human history is much richer with
meaning. As I write this, and think of you, my audience, I wonder if any of you
are unlike me and believe in God. Then I suppose these grand ideas are old hat
to you. Where I believe this differs is that God has some eternal plan, and the
Engineers are experimenting while creating. The Engineers feel more like a
puzzle that’s solvable, while God is just unknowable so don’t bother thinking
about it.
What I absolutely
HATE about this ploy to introduce a mysterious, ancient, powerful, alien race
then reveal it to be human is that it’s too human centric. I think of the ideas
like “manifest destiny” and the Earth being the flat center of the universe. I
come to science-fiction to see more than humanity. Or at least a convincing
pretending. This big, beautiful, universe becomes flat and boring when the
answer to everything is “humanity first and always”. Take the reasoning given
for the creation of the Aliens. Biological weapon? It’s so shallow. Considering
the, obvious, sophistication of technology the Engineer’s possess, along with
how brutal the Aliens are, I can’t help but wonder if just making a bigger bomb
wouldn’t serve the same purposes. But why that purpose!? Why is it all reduced
down to designing a way to kill something? I want my ancient alien races to be
damn near ineffable. Something clever, something more. Science-fiction is
supposed to show more. Not just futurist guns and bombs with the same old emotions
and desires driving everything. I loved the first Alien because, while it was a horror movie, the “evil” wasn’t evil.
It was incidentally a horror movie. As far as I could gather from the film,
Alien’s were just one species out there in the universe. They would kill you,
but nothing personal, life can be “cold” sometimes (though the universe doesn’t
have emotions). Now they’re a dumb civilizations dumb idea to kill some unknown
thing.
I never
know where to go with a movie like this. Would I go see a Prometheus 2? Yeah… I’m still interested in this vision of the
universe. Plus I mean, H.R. Giger. But damn this thing was handled poorly.
Though it did provide food for thought on the human condition. That can’t be
discarded so easily. But as a movie!? Ugh.
