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Well, I guess Jean-Pierre is an aquired taste. The thing I love about the Alien movies is that each one is directed by someone different giving a different vision of the concept of these dreaded predator/parasites from outer space. Scott's dealt with fear, claustrophobia, and survival. Cameron's dealt with war, technology (well, that's kind of a give in) and motherly instincts. Fincher's dealt with death, teamwork, and sacrifice. Pierre's is probably the weirdest and least comprehensible of the four (damn French! *kidding*) but like his greatest film City of the Lost Children (holding the record for most expensive French film) the visuals give off a deeper meaning than the actual story. Hey, come on. You're not supposed take this damn thing seriously. Fincher was the one to take the idea to the most serious level, and most people hated that. So now this guy comes in and does it entirely tounge and cheek and you all still hate it. What do you want here? Not everything can be a James Cameron action fest. If the fourth one was like that, it would have been considered mundane and old hat. It would have been as worthless as the remake of Psycho. Pierre should at least be given some props for innovation. I mean, as disgusting as most of the alien hybrids were, they were pretty imaginative.
Eh... maybe I'm just unable to accept that Winona Ryder could ever be in a bad movie (excluding Boys, Welcome Home Roxy Carmickle, and the only moderately interesting 1969) because I have such a huge crush on her and would pay $8 to see her just standing around smoking a cigerette for two hours. I mean, that's what Girl, Interrupted was all about wasn't it.
Anyway, my point is just that this movie could be compared with nose-picking. To some, the idea of it makes them physically ill. While others find it strangely satisfying.
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