my power, my pleasure, my pain.
dead sun eye-lines and hook-armed dances with men made of embers in the broken string yelps of another nights steam, blown.
whipped chaffs being threshed in golden hushes, dust-footed and rust-hearted. the masters house is the masters heart, a beacon in the night, a watchtower in the day.
we're skewing the idea and intentions love for what? for what?
the sky is a big mouth. a gaping maw of life and essence. giving and giving and giving. light…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
This will be fairly spoilery but i mean, really, theres fuck all to actually spoil.
While Prometheus' themes are muddled and wank (but my kind of wank) theres an opulence and a pontification to them that felt like it was a journey into the unknown. A weighty thrust into the void of consequence and creationism. Alien: Covenant has precisely nothing to say. Its so devoid of anything to speak of that it just falls into the most substandard "infection" and…