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Prometheus
I love Prometheus, Here’s Why
Prometheus is a Perfect Movie About Perfect Characters
Why Do People Hate Prometheus So Much?

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Alien Master Post
Prometheus
I love Prometheus, Here’s Why
Prometheus is a Perfect Movie About Perfect Characters
Why Do People Hate Prometheus So Much?
Jeremy, what do humans normally eat?
Jeremy wasn't entirely sure how long it had been since he'd seen his home planet, but he was beginning to realise he'd hopped headfirst into this adventure with no preparation and he was really wishing he'd grabbed a couple of the cans of tinned food that were in the safe room he'd holed up in. He sighed heavily, wandering the halls of the spaceship in search of his new friend.
Xeno suddenly appeared through a doorway, which scared the crap out of him. The fact that Xeno's arms were literally massive knives was vaguely off-putting after all.
"Is everything alright, Jeremy?" He asked, cocking his head curiously.
Jeremy nodded, taking an involuntary step back, "Yeah, just... Kinda hungry?"
"Oh!" Xeno exclaimed, nodding, "Come, the IceBox is this way!"
Jeremy perked up a little, following Xeno as he led him to the "IceBox". They came to a stop in front of a clear white wall, which Xeno pressed with one of his hooves. It opened out slowly to show a myriad of strangely shaped fruit ranging in many interesting colours that sent off alarm bells in Jeremy's brain.
"I... don't think I can eat that." Jeremy laughed uncomfortably, "Sorry."
Xeno frowned, glancing down at the box of fruit and then back at Jeremy, "You don't eat glorzmoberries?"
"Earth doesn't have... glor-glorsmo-?"
"Glorzmoberries."
"Right," Jeremy sighed softly, "Uh. Do you have anything else?"
"Well, Jeremy, what do you humans eat?" He asked, cocking his head. It seemed that this motion was fairly similar to an eyebrow raise.
Jeremy shrugged, "Lots of things, I guess. It'd take a while to list it."
Xeno tapped his knife hand patiently, "What do you eat, Jeremy?"
Jeremy thought about this for a second, "I could really go for a grilled cheese sandwich right now."
Jeremy what's a furry
Xeno bumbled across the spaceship, searching for his new human companion, “Jeremy?” He called, “Jeremy, I have a question!”
Jeremy appeared in the doorway, having scuttled over from the room he’d been given in the ship, “What’s up?” He asked, vague concern flashing in his eyes.
“I have been “surfing your inter webs,” Xeno began, cocking his head lightly to the side.
Jeremy let out a slow breath, “Oh god.”
“I found something, and it confuses me. You humans have a very complicated language, and your culture is very complex.”
“What did you find, Xeno?”
“Jeremy, what is a furry and why do your people hate them?”
Jeremy sighed heavily, “First of all, I don’t think they were hated? Just regularly made fun of, and that was because they were humans who would create humanoid animal ocs, and cosplay or identify as them? And uh. The community had a few. Questionable components.”
“Were you ever a furry, Jeremy?” Zeno asked, seemingly filled with genuine interest.
Jeremy quickly shook his head, “No. No it was not my cup of tea.”
Xeno clicked away at the computer as he programmed their exit from the Earth's atmosphere. The spaceship began to rise slowly through the air, and the human watched as the world dropped away beneath them.
Suddenly, the human grasped out at the open air in front of it, letting out a strangled gasp.
"What?" Xeno demanded in a panic, "What's wrong?"
"Wilson!" The human cried, its eyes glittering with tears, "No!"
"Do we need to go back?" Xeno asked, frantically clicking buttons, "Did we leave one of you behind?"
The human's posture relaxed and it shook its head, "No, I was just doing a thing," it sniffed loudly, then dabbed at its eyes, "Anyways, what's your name?" The human asked.
Xeno stared in disbelief at the human, unsure how exactly to react. He responded hesitantly, speaking slowly, "I am called Xeno," He replied, "Yours?"
"I'm Jeremy," the human replied, settling into a stool attached to the floor near the computer (Computer hadn't spoken since Xeno allowed Jeremy on the ship, possibly because of how much he disapproved of Xeno's actions). "So what are you studying then?"
"The subtleties and niches of human culture and how they may have affected the downfall of the human race."
Jeremy's eyebrows creased and he made a gesture with his arms that seemed to express displeasure, "What do you mean "how it affected the downfall of the human race"? There was a supervolcano!"
Xeno shrugged vaguely, "I don't know. Maybe I'll write about how it didn't affect it."
Jeremy sighed softly, "So what exactly do you need to know?"
"Everything." Xeno said.
Jeremy let out an even more dramatic exhale than the last one, pulling a small rectangular object out of his pocket and activating it, before clicking on the smooth screen and offering it to Xeno. Then he paused, "Can you actually hold this?"
Xeno reguarded the small rectangle, and then wiggled his scythe-like forelimbs, shaking his head, "No, but... Computer?"
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
Jeremy jumped as the electronic voice suddenly emanated from beside him, "Oh my god, what the hell is that?"
"Common," Xeno responded bruskly, returning to his electronic companion, "Can you connect to Jeremy's rectangle and allow me access to it across my desktop?"
IT WILL TAKE A WHILE. I WILL SCAN IT FOR UNSAFE SOFTWARE-
"Skip."
Jeremy glanced between Computer's speaker and Xeno in frightened incomprehension.
I DO NOT ADVISE THIS COURSE OF ACTION.
"Skip."
YOU NOW HAVE ACCESS TO JEREMY'S OPPO A45.
"Thank you, computer."
[Xeno entered the atmosphere of Earth, landing his space ship gently off the coast of what was once Toronto. As Xeno prepares to enter Earth's atmosphere - he doesn't require a suit, as his planet has a similar atmosphere, and it would be incredibly difficult to manufacture a space suit to entirely encompass Xeno's form comfortably and in a skintight fashion - his ship bleeps.]
LIFE FORM APPROACHING ! LIFE FORM APPROACHING ! LIFE FO RM APPROACHING ! LIFE FORM APPROACHING ! LIFE FORM APP ROACHING ! LIFE FORM APPROACHING ! LIFE FORM APPROACHI NG ! LIFE FORM APPROACHING ! LIFE FORM APPROACHING !
"What do- A sentient life form?" Xeno asked the mainframe.
YES, A SENTIENT LIFE FORM.
Xeno's many eyes blinked, dumbounded, and he frowned, scuttling over towards the computer, "I didn't think there were any of those left on this planet?" Xeno stated, trying to identify what exactly was approaching his ship, "Aren't the humans extinct?"
I'M NOT SURE; A SENTIENT LIFE FORM IS CERTAINLY APPROACHING YOUR SHIP!
"Is it a human?" Xeno's eyes widen in surprise and elated curiosity, "I'm going to talk to it."
I DO NOT ADVISE THAT COURSE OF ACTION.
Xeno clicked a couple of buttons on his computer, and the hatch to his space ship opened slowly, the hydralics hissing as air rushed in through the open air.
XENO? WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I SAID NO.
He trotted down the ramp that had automatically deployed under the open door, looking around for the human he'd seen. He caught the shock of chestnut brown hair first, a much brighter shade of brown than anything else in the ghost-town that Xeno had landed in. The crumbled ruins of high rises and other buildings that Xeno had not spent enough time researching to know what they were called littered the area, all hidden under a layer of gray-white dust - all except the human who seemed surprisingly clean in its bright yellow sweater and blue denim cargo pants. The rim of its vision-enhancing-goggles were shiny, but the lenses were horribly fogged up in the brisk air. Xeno's second layer of fur was struggling to fight off the bite of the chill, so he had to wonder how the nearly hairless human could survive.
The human's eyes widened as it saw Xeno, and it stopped approaching, taking a shaky step backwards. Xeno frowned, fighting hard to remember his lessons in human language. He knew the language fairly well, having always been able to grasp at the finer points of linguistics across many of the ancient alien cultures he'd been forced to study, but he was pretty patchy with it, and wasn't entirely sure how to address the human.
"Stop, please, I mean you no harm!" Xeno called out, "I- I've got homework and you can help, please."
The human stopped, staring quietly at Xeno, "Will you take me out of here?"
"Absolutely, you can stay with me if you want I- There's room in my ship."
The human considered this for a moment, then nodded softly, "What's the assignment?"
Xeno grinned, motioning back up to his ramp, "Let me show you."
[Xeno is an alien. The name of his race is called Vaunus, and they are one of the many races of aliens in the galaxy who value knowledge of all things. That being said, Xeno is a known procrastinator. His Human Studies Report is due imminently and he has not studied. In a desperate attempt to pass, Xeno went for a joyride over Earth in an attempt to find Primary Sources. While humans have been extinct for a while, the planet has been almost preserved in a state of emptiness. Surely if Xeno just had a look, he would find something of interest to his professor that might distract them from the half-assed effort that he'd put into the report. What Xeno was about to find, however, would astound him.]
Introduction
This account is going to be entirely devoted to my ocs Xeno and Jeremy, and I'm using this blog to have fun and allow others to kind of interact with the fun that is my alien and his human advisor. Feel free to send asks about concepts, things, websites, slang, and pretty much any other human cultural aspect ever for Xeno to ask Jeremy about I just like the idea of messing around with my bubbly lil alien and his tired human its this is a passion thing for until I actually write about them and possibly even beyond then. Anyways I hope you enjoy !!
I've always loved Prometheus -- I saw it alone at the nearest IMAX theater, since no one I know likes the Alien franchise -- but felt slightly embattled about it. Even among Aliens fans, Prometheus is reviled! Why do you think that is? It's a gorgeous movie with great actors, and it's really entertaining. People seem to be really bothered by the recklessness of the characters, but I've never felt like that was a misstep. People ARE reckless. Even scientists. (Maybe especially scientists!) Anyway, I'm always happy to find someone who wholeheartedly appreciates the movie, since I always feel like I have to apologize for my affection.
If I knew, man, I wouldn’t be here now would I?
More seriously, some thoughts I have on the movie as well as some commentary on the shit people give it.
As for why Alien fans explicitly don’t like it, I think it was too different from every movie in the rest of the franchise.
First, I’ve noticed that when anything involves religion, in general, even tangentially people wig out. The internet at large thinks anyone even remotely religious is whipping themselves in the backroom out of hatred and devotion to God.
Elizabeth Shaw is an extremely religious character, someone in a STEM field no less, whose religion is portrayed in a positive light. The movie is about an expedition’s search for God, or rather, the creators of mankind. That will immediately rub people completely raw and put people up in arms.
A movie searching for God?! How stupid! I would never search for God in space!
It’s also a very philosophical movie in general and very different from Alien and especially Aliens.
Remember that for a lot of people, Alien is not people’s favorites, they actually like Aliens a lot more. Ridley Scott (dir of Prometheus) only directed Alien, Aliens was James Cameron. Both are excellent movies but extremely different, and while I haven’t read any interviews and am speaking out of my hat, I think Aliens is not where Scott would have gone had he decided to do a sequel.
Many people when they see “Alien” think of Aliens, then they walk in, and get a movie that’s mostly the philosophical ponderings about artificial intelligence, faith, and creation in general.
They only get the Xenomorphs at the very end, and even then, not a Xenomorph at all but just a giant face hugger. WHAT IS THIS BULLSHIT.
And then you have the “stupidity” of the characters in the film. Now, personally, I see why they are the way they are. Not only, as you note, are they humans who can make mistakes but their mission has a very weird source. Most of them are directly on Weyland’s payroll, a man who is so desperate for immortality that he funded this mission to another planet to find aliens and convince them to give it to him. This informs much of the actions throughout the series.
More, while yes perhaps they should have sent David into the pyramid alone at first, it wouldn’t have helped. David was under very strict orders by Weyland to get results, that immediately damns at least one crew member, and crew members have no idea to not trust androids because androids typically don’t do this. Even David only is able to take these actions because of Weyland’s orders (who Elizabeth/Charlie have no idea is alive or is anything other than a generous benefactor).
Milton and Fifield get lost, which to me is a very reasonable thing to happen, now their trying to play friends with the hostile alien snakes is strange but people do dumb shit all the time.
More Vickers is very reasonable in refusing to allow them entry into the ship, quarantining Elizabeth (who had no idea having sex with Charlie was such a bad idea), then refusing to allow Charlie entry into the ship. At this point, as the death count rises, it’s more due to things spiralling out of control.
But I’d say most of the mistakes made in the film are fueled by either naivite and mistaken faith in people like Weyland or else by greed.
But people love to hate on horror films. They love it. And so they smugly watch the film and say, “Well I would never be stupid enough to let David poison my tea!” It’s the same thing they do with, well, the original Alien movie “I would never be stupid enough to go back for the cat!”
(As you can tell, this is a pet peeve of mine)
But yes, people hate this movie, and I constantly have to justify liking it which really gets on my nerves. It also makes me sad because it means the sequel we got was “Covenant” because the studio didn’t want Prometheus 2.0. The movie is enjoyable, but just so damn lulzy.