I wanted to see aliens!

*rave alert* I had a memory of seeing the Aliens preview as a child. Some people screaming etc. I don't even remember the Alien movie, though I'm sure i watched it at some point. Eventually I watched the moved I'd remembered from the previews, Aliens. What I remember most is Aliens. It was fantastic. I was so hooked. I don't care who directed or whatever. The story fascinated me. Kick ass marines with attitude and distinct eccentricities all their own, cool space ships, Ripley, who knows what other people don't and they don't take her seriously even though she knows, a careful approach to an unknown situation, suspense in trying to figure out what the hell is happening, kick-ass fight scenes, an ass-whooping we can identify with and makes us feel for the characters, a sense of urgency as to what to do, more and more character development, intrigues about who we can trust and who we can't, loyalty issues, face-hugger fight scenes, all or nothing planning sessions, alien invasion and terrific suspense, dramatic retreats finished off with emotional character endings which makes you regret their death but at the same time cheering for their loyalty to one another against the alien despite their previous frictions, revenge, infiltration of a different kind, MORE kick ass fight scenes, dramatic escapes, MORE kick ass fight scenes and finally a happy ending. I loved that movie. The characters rolls and motives were clear and sharp. You could easily see pettiness, greed, friendship, fear, loyalty, discovery. But most importantly, the Alien was emphasized. It was not longer this solitary creature we could barely see on a ship. It opened up the world of Alien to me in a way that made the creature seem so real and frightening, not because it could kill, but because it just kept coming and coming and coming. We could not get away from it's ability to always be there. Later, I learned about the art work and inspiration of the Alien film and would spend hours in the mall bookstore looking through huge photos of Giger's Necrinomicon. I was so hooked on this concept of the alien. I bought comic books about it where marines and scientists traveled to various places looking for the origins of the Alien. I can't even remember now what the conclusion of those stories were as it would be 20 years ago. But the idea has never left my imagination. A combination of the movies as well as Giger's photos have always fascinated me. When I heard about prometheus 1.5 years before it's release I was so hopeful. I was told that it was not meant to be a prequel, but I still hoped for that. I wished it would be a prequel. I wanted so badly to see another alien film which would get to the bottom of where the aliens came from. I didn't really care at all about the issues of where "we" came from, as humans (though I was not opposed to that being a part of the story). I wanted to know more about the alien. The point of Alien is the alien, right? How about a bit of fan service? I get the idea of expanding the universe and all that, but the alien universe should be about the alien. Engineers and all that are a great way to expand the alien universe, but in the end it's NOT the human/engineer universe, it's the alien universe! I also understand the concept of patience in developing a plot, but I didn't feel particularly patient watching Prometheus. I thought Shaw was reasonable and I'm all for kick-ass characters who deveolop backbone as a result of their experiences. It's just that the situation where she gets cut open and then almost immediately starts running around, getting punched in the stomach and doing all kinds of seriously strenuous activities makes me wonder if a few staples is really enough to allow her to do all that after major surgery. It would be far more believable if the robot arms sutured her wound together with lasers rather than clamping together with staples. One implies a fairly significant closure of the wound while the other implies a closure of the wound based on the strength of the staples and the surrounding skin. I've had major surgery on the stomach; you don't start running around 5 minutes after that kind of surgery. The two scientists who get lost is totally ridiculous. One of them has a mohawk with tattoos on his head and immediately asserts his "I'm too tough to even talk to you" attitude as his first words to anyone, and then falls to pieces, in a complete lump of cowardly, annoying jelly, when confronted by the first sign of alien life. He practically admits that he's shitting his pants and wants to run back to base. It's just so lame. The other scientist also expresses so much fear and trepidation, but when he's conveniently lost and exploring as a result, he suddenly feels totally okay with reaching out his hand to touch an obviously threatening and aggressive alien life form popping up from a stream of black goo. It just makes no sense! I didn't go to watch pee wee's play house on crack. Also, I really hated the zombie scene. I get the whole evolution of the goo on humanity and such, but it was just too dumb. I didn't go to see Prometheus to watch a zombie flick. I wanted to see the alien, DAMMIT! I just felt so discouraged that so much screen time was wasted on a zombie rampage and the wasted emotional character development of having to kill a zombie. It's ALIEN. Not ZOMBIEN! The thing about David being able to understand the alien language was kinda dumb, too, as there was practically NO information as to how he acquired that ability, other than learning ancient languages for a few years? It was so vague. All the stuff about the motives of the engineers I didn't have a problem with, and I actually enjoyed the idea of Shaw and David teaming up to find the home world of the engineers. I feel super annoyed that this film was hyped as NOT a "direct" prequel to Alien, when it's so obvious that it was. Like, stop trying to trick us and just make a good movie about aliens!