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June 25, 2012
Prometheus
our stab at a commercially viable form of Wagnerian sublimity: The Twilight of the Humans, an existential cosmic opera-in-progress sketched out in the 1950s in Forbidden Planet and the BBC television serial Quatermass and the Pit, ennobled by Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey and Tarkovsky’s Solaris, and continually reconfigured ever since. Every attempt to exhaust the form simply engenders more offshoots, much like the alien life-forms that proliferate in the black corridors of Prometheus. -- The Sublime Horrors of Ridley Scott by Geoffrey O'Brien
Posted by gerardvanderleun at June 25, 2012 11:24 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.
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I went to see Rock of Ages last week, and left in disgust after half an hour to wander across the hall to Prometheous. I watched the whole thing without 3D glasses, and thought it was pretty good.
Posted by: Casca at June 25, 2012 11:39 PM
The only part of Prometheus I didn't like was the part with the moving images and the sound.
Posted by: B Lewis at June 26, 2012 10:13 AM
That was a great review. The guy really gets it--he has the library of Biblical, Classical and pulp symbols in his head to "get" that movie.
I just loved that movie. I've seen it twice. It's as though it were made just for me....
Posted by: Gray at June 27, 2012 3:13 PM
*was* ...was made for me.... I'm not a wordsmith, just an engineer. Not that kind; the electrical kind. Tho' I am bald and pale and built like that. Really.
Posted by: Gray at June 27, 2012 9:21 PM