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With aspirations to become an arts/entertainment reporter or critic, I have started this website to post weekly reviews of the latest cinematic offerings from Hollywood and around the world. Currently studying Film and Journalism at Carleton University in Ottawa, Ontario, I hope my reviews here are the start to a long and fulfilling road down the path of reporting.

Sunday, June 17, 2012

This is Ridley, Signing On

Prometheus

*** out of ****

Directed by: Ridley Scott

Starring: Noomi Rapace, Michael Fassbender, Charlize Theron, Idris Elba and Logan Marshall-Green

Running time: 124 minutes


Don’t walk into Ridley Scott's Prometheus expecting a taut, bottled frightfest a la Alien or an explosive thrill ride like James Cameron’s 1986 follow-up, Aliens. The film is breathtakingly beautiful and more thematically audacious than any action-packed summer release in years, but it’s not a particularly frightening ride.

Instead, Prometheus overwhelms with intelligent, thought-provoking questions, while occasionally underwhelming with thinly drawn characters and their questionable motivations.

Prometheus is the name of the vessel that we first see gliding gracefully through space in 2093, many years before the Nostromo did. It is heading to an undisclosed destination. The travelers inside include Dr. Elizabeth Shaw (Noomi Rapace, very strong here) and Charlie Holloway (Logan Marshall-Green), two explorers tracing the beginning of life.


While searching for ancient cultural artifacts on earth, Shaw and Holloway found a series of star maps that lead to a distant planet – a place they believe has ancestral bodies that holds clues to the genesis of civilization.

Also on board is David, an android played with effectively cold (and somewhat ironic) humanism by Michael Fassbender. Although the easiest comparison to a sci-fi classic would be to compare David to a walking, talking version of the HAL 9000 from 2001: A Space Odyssey, he has the same brooding intensity and unpredictable nature that defined the replicants from Blade Runner, another of Scott’s films.

David has a superior intelligence and intricate understanding of human interactions and behaviour yet is unable to connect with the inhabitants on board.


The ship lands on the distant planet outside a domed, monolithic cave. When Shaw and the team spelunk inside its recesses, they find a sanctuary full of cylinders that spew an icky, black liquid – a substance that these travelers probably shouldn’t touch unless they want a stomach bursting experience.

With the exception of one gruesome sequence involving an open surgery, Prometheus is decidedly less terrorizing than Alien. Instead of following the characters down the dark corridors of the cave, Scott desires to provoke thought instead.

Prometheus spends much of its time pondering over creation, discerning between the geneses of man to the invention of robotic men. The Titan god who shares his name with the film’s title bears similarities to the corporate profiteers at Weyland, the corporation that funds the expedition.


Myths of Prometheus tell that he was chosen to create man by moulding humans out of clay, and despite being the wisest Titan, he abused his power by deceiving the elder gods to benefit the humans. Likewise, Weyland invented a God of their own, a robot that could outsmart and outlive humans, while hiding underneath their own trickster alibi.

Driven by science-fiction concepts, Prometheus gestates on existential themes and religious paradox that most summer tentpoles won’t touch. The screenplay is co-written by Damon Lindelof, one of the writers and creators of Lost, which means that many of these sci-fi elements are introduced and then left hanging.


As brainy the subject matter and mammoth the scope, the film sometimes falls to action movie conveniences and implausibility, especially with ship captain Janek. Despite taking responsibility for the trillion-dollar mission, he makes several dumb blunders, including forgetting to page some of his scientists to return to the ship during a sandstorm and then losing track of these men when peril later approaches.

Prometheus sometimes falters when it holds back on explanations and a few of the central plot strands are, begrudgingly, left wide open for a sequel. Regardless, it is still an engaging, well-acted and impeccably designed journey through the darkest depths of space, a place where there isn’t as much screaming as this reviewer remembers.

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