Prometheus was one of those rare films that I’ve actually expected to see. An alien prequel showing off Space Jockeys and their ships? With todays special effects? I’ll take a dozen, please.
I can calm those among you wondering whether the trailer spoiled the movie, it didn’t. In a good trailer-way, it blends visual elements from the film, but plays around with their order to mess with our expectations. Of course everything doesn’t go as planned and everybody ends up having a bad time, this is given, there are no market for feel-good sci-fi films about aliens. It is the nature of that bad time (and the subsequent solutions) that we are there to see.
My biggest (and pretty much only) disappointment is the nature of the premise of that bad time. This premise is presented in the very first scene, which quite frankly doesn’t make any sense, no matter how you grok it. The first scene is (by my interpretation) about the origin of (human) life on earth and just clashes with what I understand e.g. evolution is all about.
Now, you can do sci-fi films in two ways. Either you explain everything so that even dumbest among me understand how everything is supposed to work (ex. Inception), or you leave some things un-answered and vague, such as in original Alien. Nothing was told or known about the origin of the ship, its cargo or purpose. The first way expects that everything checks out, you can’t really have any big gaps in your back story unless your viewers are expected to really sell their disbelief to the lowest bidder. The latter way produces often more sci-fi-ish results, the sense of wonder.
Either way of these can work. Prometheus tries the first, but fails. I’m sorry. I’m prepared to argue about it and be proved wrong in my interpretation or at least swayed enough to suspend my dis-belief.
The above doesn’t make Prometheus a bad film. The acting is strong through-out, Fassbenders David (the android) is chillingly perfect. Charlize Therons cool (but not cold) company lady is one big meow in a silver business suit. Noomi Rapaces Shaw is the one who shows what humans are made of. As a recovering feminist it always warms my heart to see people portrayed as characters rather than gender stereotypes.
As such, the ending leaves me slightly contradicted. On the other hand it’s made quite clear that this really is an alien prequel, which is nice, in a way, kinda. On the other hand, the last survivors noble decision in the end left me with a startrekish feeling of humanity.