![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
featherynscaleSaw Alien last night on the big screen with the rest of the Trinity. I don't know how it happened, but none of us screamed like a little girl at any point during the film, which I think was pretty good, as I was fully expecting to.
I still crawl out of my very skin when the face-hugger jumps out of the egg... the rest of the film isn't so bad. Once the alien has reached adult monster size, it doesn't bother me at all. What does bother me is the texture of the film - Giger in three dimensions makes me feel a little ill, and the fact that everything, everywhere is so ...wet... *twitches*
Anyway, on further reflection, it's a wonder that any of us who saw this film at a formative age were ever able to have sex at all without serious dysfunction.
You don't notice this stuff when you're ten, twelve, but the really alarming bits of this film are all about somebody's fear of fellatio... with the face-hugger, you can pass it off as fear of pregnancy (and yeah, this is probably a big part of why I find the idea of pregnancy to be so grotesque), but later in the film, Ash rolling up a girlie magazine and stuffing it in Ripley's mouth to choke her? Yeah.
Anyway, we all enjoyed being frightened, sickened, and offended, which is not something that I think really bears close examination, so I'll write it off as vicarious joy-at-survival, and move on.
But nobody was going to bed after that, so we had to sit up and watch Chocolat on DVD as a sort of therapy. I hadn't seen it before, and I have to say, I approve. I tend to approve of most films with Johnny Depp in them (with the notable exception of The Astronaut's Wife, which, due to aforementioned issues about pregnancy I refuse to even watch), but also I approve of chocolate with chili pepper therein, and of hedonism in general, so on the whole, good therapy.
No screaming psychosexual nightmares to report.
I still crawl out of my very skin when the face-hugger jumps out of the egg... the rest of the film isn't so bad. Once the alien has reached adult monster size, it doesn't bother me at all. What does bother me is the texture of the film - Giger in three dimensions makes me feel a little ill, and the fact that everything, everywhere is so ...wet... *twitches*
Anyway, on further reflection, it's a wonder that any of us who saw this film at a formative age were ever able to have sex at all without serious dysfunction.
You don't notice this stuff when you're ten, twelve, but the really alarming bits of this film are all about somebody's fear of fellatio... with the face-hugger, you can pass it off as fear of pregnancy (and yeah, this is probably a big part of why I find the idea of pregnancy to be so grotesque), but later in the film, Ash rolling up a girlie magazine and stuffing it in Ripley's mouth to choke her? Yeah.
Anyway, we all enjoyed being frightened, sickened, and offended, which is not something that I think really bears close examination, so I'll write it off as vicarious joy-at-survival, and move on.
But nobody was going to bed after that, so we had to sit up and watch Chocolat on DVD as a sort of therapy. I hadn't seen it before, and I have to say, I approve. I tend to approve of most films with Johnny Depp in them (with the notable exception of The Astronaut's Wife, which, due to aforementioned issues about pregnancy I refuse to even watch), but also I approve of chocolate with chili pepper therein, and of hedonism in general, so on the whole, good therapy.
No screaming psychosexual nightmares to report.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
Re: You think too much.
Date: 2003-11-14 11:40 am (UTC)Yup. Thinking about Johnny Depp in make-up tends to do that to me, too. (Memo to self - Self, please work on this typing thing... figure out which key is 'p' and which one is 'o'... Bad enough that the other day you typed a note calling people 'my herpes' as opposed to 'my heroes', but if he's going to have to be 'Johnny Depo' regularly, I may just quit on you - and then you're on your own, babe.)
Anyway. Yeah, Chocolat was chosen for its positive sexual imagery and intimations... sort of an Alien antidote.
Re: antagonism, though, I thought that the conflicts between Vianne and the Comte and Vianne and Serge were less interesting than those between Vianne and Caroline (over the little boy) and Vianne and Roux (the sparring that went on about "lovely, but not my favorite"). Fighting the Big Men (tm) just seemed too easy for her. (And also I just eat up the whole sexually-charged sparring thing, so that may not be that important in the film to anybody but me.)
*shrug* Fun film all the way around. I approve of it.
Fun film all the way around.
Date: 2003-11-14 12:06 pm (UTC)