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13 June 2012

On Faith

I have thought for a long time that belief in a god and belief in extraterrestrial life forms were similar phenomena.

I was obsessed with watching The X-Files as a teenager and one thing that struck me about Mulder's total belief in extraterrestrial life was that it was akin to – in fact, Mulder stressed its identity with – faith considered much more broadly. Mulder had faith that he would see his sister again, that aliens existed, that his conspiracy theories were correct. In any case, a belief in something that no one else believes makes certain demands upon a subject: faith demands a kind of willful labor, where one actively rejects or at any rate suspends the beliefs and convictions of others in order to pursue one's own course.

In many ways, Ridley Scott's Prometheus manages to conflate this belief in aliens and belief in god. For many of the characters in Scott's film, belief in aliens is identical to belief in god because these characters believe that beings who are not human created humanity and somehow communed with humanity until some great fall of some kind when humanity fell out of favor with these creator-aliens.

I have noticed that a number of my friends were disappointed with Prometheus. And there are, I might point out, numerous reasons to be disappointed with it: its cliché plotting, its at times downright awful dialogue, its shallow characterizations, its far-too-numerous but never-surprising plot twists.

But, well, maybe it's because I don't see a lot of relatively well-made movies like this anymore (too much Michael Bay), or maybe it's because Prometheus is much smarter than most movies made in this style – even if you disliked the movie, you will have to admit that the film demands that you do a lot of thinking while you are watching it – or maybe it's because I am fascinated by the enormous (indeed almost overwhelming) amount of rape-imagery in the film, but I rather liked Prometheus. And I mean this in a kind of Mission: Impossible – Ghost Protocol kind of way. My expectations were not very high, and I found the film enjoyable.

As for all of this talk of aliens and gods and faith. It is here where the film lost me. Forced caesarians performed to remove alien bodies from the abdomens of human women: now that's fascinating. Meditations on the origins of humanity and why our "creator" has abandoned us: no thanks. I know this matters to a lot of people and many are curious about this subject – people spend their lives studying this subject. I sympathize, and anyway people ought to be free to spend their time as they wish. But I honestly don't understand these questions. They don't resonate with me.

So for me, Prometheus stops being smart as soon as we start asking why our creator abandoned us. The important questions for me in the film are: Why does this android want me to gestate an alien life form? Why would this non-human biped go to sleep for thousands of years inside of a ship on a planet far removed from the humans it spawned? How does this bizarre alien life form work to evolve so quickly? What is that black slime in the urns? Why are the urns laid out in weird rows? What's with the giant metallic humanoid face? These questions are interesting to me. Why did daddy stop loving me? is not.


  1. I love your movie reviews.

  2. "Prometheus stops being smart as soon as we start asking why our creator abandoned us."

    There is no point in that movie when that is not the question. The forced caesarian -- a 5 minute sequence -- was the only exciting, worthwhile moment in the 2 hour film.

    Here's the problem with PROMETHEUS: it purports to be an Alien movie. I don't mean a plain ol' alien movie, I mean a Ridley Scott "Alien" movie. That's what the marketing led us to believe, but it's the furthest from the truth. Sure, it looks pretty, but it lacks all the tension and sheer horror of its predecessors. From a horror standpoint, it's absolute shit. (The penis alien... the vagina alien... seriously, Ridley? C'mon!!)

    As for your questions, they're interesting, but you're forcing them on a film that's too lazy/obsessed with stupid god questions to even cursorily think about them.

    This is Ridley's attempt to get all Terrence Malick on us and it fails, epically.

    Ugh. The more I think about this film, the more I hate it.

  3. Julie, I think I probably would feel exactly the same way you feel if it hadn't been, like, 2 months since I had seen a good movie. I was starved.

    1. But this wasn't a good movie!! And you know I haven't seen a good one since the Oscars either. I have been waiting for this film for at LEAST six months. I am SO angry about it, I can't talk about it anymore. I need to go spin off my anger. Excuse me.