Basically Joss Whedon's dry run for Firefly/Serenity, with added grue and swears. Ripley seems decidedly out of character, and there's some amazing scenery-chewing from the supporting cast. The lab of botched Ripley clones is the stuff of nightmares.
It's interesting how both the original Alien and to an extent Alien3 feel timeless, while this and Aliens feel absolutely wedded to their respective decades. This film could only have come out of the mid/late 90s.
ALIEN 3 held up a lot better than I was expecting. Previously, I think my assessment was "an interesting mess". This time round, I'm convinced that more about it works than doesn't - at least in the extended cut. It's overly long, includes some redundant scenes (the result, I imagine, of attempting to cobble together a version that was closer to David Fincher's original intent than what was initially released) and the excessive use of greenscreen for the wide shots…
"Don't you just love old music?"
"Things sound so much better on vinyl."
Actual lines of dialogue spoken in this movie. Fuck you, you self-absorbed, pretentious douchebags.
Half a star each for the three leads, who I thought delivered competent performances despite the material they had to work with.
I should be annoyed by this film's stubborn refusal to make a lick of sense, but I'm not. Not one bit. Over a decade after I first saw it, MULHOLLAND DRIVE remains as sumptuous and mesmerising an experience as ever. I'm almost inclined to suggest that to try to decode it and impose rational logic on it is to miss the point - better to just let the sounds and images wash over you and experience it as Diane (the…
