Last night I said “the hell with it”, and went to see Prometheus again…

I often do things that do not make sense in light of my present circumstances. And going to see Prometheus for a second time, from a financial perspective, is one of them. But see it again I did, and I thought that I would share my reflections with you. Because the film has been out for several weeks now, and everyone I know whom I wanted to preserve surprises for has seen it, I will be divulging things that can be considered critical to the plot. Consider yourself warned.

Prometheus. Is it everything we had hoped for? Well…

So after years of speculation about a prequel to Alien that explains where the “space jockey” and its ilk came from, Prometheus finally hit theatres this week. The funny thing about this is that such an idea had been in the works since around the time that the abominable Alien VS. Predator piece of shit film had been released.

(Oh yeah, if you are planning on going to see Prometheus and want to be completely surprised, stop reading now.)

Shove 3D up your arse and give us 48 FPS already, Hollywood!

I will not mince words here. During the last three years, Hollywood has developed such a raging hard-on for 3D that the attendance of theatrical exhibitions I used to make a habit of has fallen off to nothing. I hate it. Even when I have a good seat from which I can see anything in the poorly-designed theatres that are the expected norm in some places I will not glorify by naming here, trying to watch such an image is tantamount to pouring salt into the eyes.