

I just watched Aliens Ressurection, Alien 3, Aliens, and

 Alien. In that order. Ohh you better believe its fucked up. You want anti-climax? Of course you don't, cuz you're probably an android working for the "company," and quite frankly, that fact alone may award you a surprize visit from me.
 Alien. In that order. Ohh you better believe its fucked up. You want anti-climax? Of course you don't, cuz you're probably an android working for the "company," and quite frankly, that fact alone may award you a surprize visit from me.If you think that digressing in visual media, particularly film, then I dont think there is a better suggestion then taking this hellbound train straight back to when the 20th Century Fox intro was a god damned sickening animation just before the real low-budget that was Alien. ESPECIALLY, ESFUCKINPECIALLY that Sigurney-spread-for-the- space-suit-shot. If you have seen this movie, you know what the hell I'm talking about.
A true test of man hood in this generation should definately include this little 11 hour ritual, cuz I don't give a fuck who you are, or where you're from, when you finally see that fuckin Alien fire out of the airlock at the end of what seems like Space Odessy: 2001 all over again but with bad gimmicks, you feel like you could survive eating a bent razor blade.
ISSUE ZERO HAS REASONS FOR THINGS OUTSIDE OF REASON.
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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