Why Prometheus is Inexcusably Bad
Above, Noomi Rapace tries to escape from a really shit film.
Spectacular digital effects, of which there are plenty in Prometheus, are complicated, time-consuming and expensive. Likewise, impressive sets and cinematic hardware cost money. Orchestral scores and booming sound design aren’t cheap either. Had Ridley Scott dropped the ball in these departments, it might at least have been understandable, given the number of people to be coordinated and the sums of money involved.
But the script, on which everything else in a film has to hang, is one of the cheapest parts to get right. It typically involves a handful of people, not hundreds of technicians racing against the clock. Not getting the basic story and dialogue presentable, or even close to presentable, is much harder to excuse.
And yes, this applies to any number of other films.
Update: The particulars of its badness can be found in the comments. Spoilers, obviously.
Oh dear. I’ve just booked tickets for tonight.
Sam,
You may want to lower your expectations, then. I saw it with an excited first-night audience. There was a good atmosphere and the punters were obviously expecting good things. Two hours later, not so much. I believe the word is vibeslayer.
I’d read some mixed reviews but was still hoping for the best. Then, about ten minutes or so in, there’s a really naff line of dialogue – so unconvincing and cack-handed it practically throws you out of the film – and it soon becomes obvious the bad reviews were accurate. There’s a distracting inconsistency – a mix of neat visual details and really clumsy scripting. (A bizarre flirtation scene-cum-minor plot device looks like it was wheeled in from an altogether different film.) Aside from Fassbender’s effete android, there are no characters to be engaged by, let alone root for. There’s no suspense, no plausibility (even on its own terms) and therefore no drama. The film doesn’t seem to know what kind of film it’s meant to be. It’s all vistas and solemnity one minute, inane trashiness the next. It was one of the most disappointing trips to the cinema in quite some time.
After seeing Scott’s turkey last night, this seemed somehow appropriate… (h/t rdbrewer at Ace)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJxj1mou03M
this seemed somehow appropriate…
Now that’s a movie.
I woke up this morning having forgotten I’d been to the cinema, you’re rekindled my disappointment. Thanks.
er, you’ve not you’re, damn iPad
The big scary monster was a giant damp squid, sums it up.
By the end, I’d pretty much had my fill of tentacle fellatio and vagina dentata.
I didn’t think it was that bad. It’s just average. It’s disappointing because of hype and expectations.
“It’s disappointing because of hype and expectations.”
Well, the viral ‘teaser’ ads were much more intriguing than the actual film. But it’s not unreasonable to expect something better. Thirty years is plenty of time to write a decent story and, you know, characters.
Sounds like I’ll give this a miss.
My last cinema visit was to see ‘The Raid’. It was made for $1m, the cast were all unknowns (outside of Indonesia), and the end result was like a combination of the best of ‘Ong Bak’, ‘Hard Boiled’ and ‘Assault on Precinct 13’ (John Carpenter’s orginal, not the remake).
It seems that Ridley Scott has forgotten how to make a film that’s actually entertaining.
Sackcloth,
What surprised me was the shoddiness – the basics of telling an engaging story are either mishandled or not even attempted. The film affects some kind of cosmic seriousness but relies almost entirely on back-of-a-fag-packet writing. The characters are so thin at times they’re indistinguishable. I kept trying to remember which of them had just been offed and why I should care. Fassbender is good, but Noomi Rapace – Shaw, the nearest thing to a heroine – isn’t engaging or credible or defined as a character and yet we’re expected to root for her. The ‘C-section’ scene, supposedly a key moment, is shown in great detail then forgotten about as if it didn’t happen and didn’t matter. Likewise, Charlize Theron’s non-character Vickers grabs a flamethrower and kills Shaw’s lover, Mr Worm Eye, and this supposed trauma is also forgotten about by everyone two minutes later. Then Vickers is revealed as Weyland’s daughter and this has no dramatic consequences either. Eventually Vickers dies having served no discernible narrative purpose.
Weyland Senior’s ‘surprise’ appearance and motivation make no sense given what we (and he) already know about the ‘engineers’ and their black goo. His murder, minutes later, is dramatically irrelevant. It’s just something that happens for no particular reason, and about which nobody cares. None of these story details seems to have been prepared in advance; there’s no set-up. Things just happen. We’re told Shaw is tragically infertile and just five minutes later she’s about to ‘give birth’ to an alien parasite. So where’s the dramatic arc? There isn’t even time for grim irony. It’s hack work. And that’s the basic pattern of the film. None of these events goes anywhere or leads to anything much, so there’s no dramatic tension, no payoff. And then there’s the ham-fisted climax, in which the captain and Pointless Other Guy sacrifice Prometheus (and themselves) based on five seconds of shouting by Shaw. There’s no emotional build-up, no sense of heroism and no dramatic fallout when they perish. Just tons of CG rubble dropping out of the sky.
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And speaking of the black goo…. Isn’t it odd that it just happens to induce whatever random gruesomeness the plot requires? It kills people horribly this way, or kills them horribly in some completely different way. It makes people disintegrate in seconds. It creates human life on primordial planets. It puts worms in people’s eyes. It’s sexually transmissible. And it makes infertile women pregnant and ready to ‘give birth’ in less than 10 hours (and then recover from major abdominal surgery in minutes). It’s miracle goo. Deus ex machina in bitumen form.
Sounds like a reminder of what ‘Public Enemy’ once said.
‘Don’t believe the hype’.
So it’s basically live-action hentai.
Exactly what the world needs. ::retch::
That’s a shame, I was looking forward to this on DVD. I don’t bother much with the cinema any more – too expensive, no subtitles and full of popcorn-munching teenagers and adults behaving like teenagers.
dicentra,
“So it’s basically live-action hentai.”
At times, pretty much. Though it does have some wonderful landscapes and cinematography too. So there’s that. But as a ‘serious’ science-fiction film it fails. The portentous speechifying is glib and doesn’t go anywhere, and doesn’t really gel with anything else that’s going on. (There’s one brief but interesting exchange between the android and whatshisname, Mr Worm Eye, about the motives of their respective creators, which you assume will have some bearing on the plot; but the idea isn’t developed at all. By the end of the film – which suggests a sequel – you’re still left waiting for some point – any point – to be made. There’s no sense of conclusion.) Even in terms of its own Alien mythology, seeding life, bioweapons and whatnot, the plot is opaque, erratic and confused. And as an expensive ‘people-in-peril’ movie – which would have been fine – it fails there too, because we simply don’t care about the characters, such as they are. Watching generic nonentities being engulfed by phallic squid-monsters – however meticulously rendered – is momentarily diverting, but not much more.
I can’t see it being a film that will leave an audience satisfied. Unless it’s an audience of tentacle porn enthusiasts.
There was a good atmosphere and the punters were obviously expecting good things. Two hours later, not so much. I believe the word is vibeslayer.
It was the same for us on Saturday. Happy people went in. Lots of pissed off people came out. If his name hadn’t been in the credits I wouldn’t have believed it was a Ridley Scott film.
Saw it last night and it’s a wreck. At the end people walked out in silence.
“…it’s a wreck.”
I suppose what’s galling is that Prometheus affects a cerebral intent as if it were being bold and ambitious, but it’s a dumb, unsubtle film and very confused. It doesn’t display any narrative cleverness or original ideas; it just runs through pale variations of scenarios from Alien: Face-huggers – check; airlock argument – check; something nasty in the abdomen – check; decapitated android – check…
The standard of the script is, I think, best summed up by the scene in which two annoying crewmembers get stranded in the Big Creepy Structure. Someone on Prometheus detects a life sign that isn’t theirs, at which point the duo get even more scared and start running about. The message is clear: life sign equals very bad news. But seconds later, when the same characters actually encounter one of the face-hugging serpent-things rising up and baring its mouth parts, they walk towards it and treat it as if it were a hamster. And – surprise! – they’re attacked. It’s like a parody. Their behaviour makes no sense. It’s just a way for them to get killed off by being incredibly stupid and wildly inconsistent.
And don’t get me started on the whole ‘exploding head’ business…
This is hardly something new: I’ve thought for at least a decade that decent scriptwriting has been absent from most Hollywood films, so much so the when a film comes along with a decent script it blows you away. It used to be that a script drove the film, but these days I think the lead actor and actress drive the film whilst the budget gets blown on their salaries, special effects, and supposedly exotic filming locations chosen mainly for the benefit of the cast and crew than the audience. If you want decent scripts go to TV, especially some of the HBO series.
Battleship was just as dumb, yet more fun.
I can’t see it being a film that will leave an audience satisfied. Unless it’s an audience of tentacle porn enthusiasts.
It’s about as satisfying as Alien Resurrection. Yes, it’s that bad. In fact, Alien Resurrection had fewer plot holes.
“In fact, Alien Resurrection had fewer plot holes.”
If we list all of the script’s plot-holes, madness will surely follow. But…
Why is the ship’s captain – a marginal character with half a dozen lines and who’s absent for most of the major events – the one to figure out what the Big Creepy Structure is? Why does the ‘engineer’ pursue Shaw for miles and try to kill her instead of leaving in the ship loaded with bio-nastiness – other than to set up the final, rather comical fight scene? After the fight, why doesn’t Shaw use the stolen ship to return to – and warn – Earth? Why does she head off instead to find the home world of the ‘engineers’ – knowing they’re extremely aggressive, seemingly genocidal – armed only with a decapitated robot? And for that matter, why did the ‘engineers’ go to all the trouble of seeding human life, then return to leave maps for humans to find them at some later date, many thousands of years hence, only to devise absurdly convoluted biological weapons apparently to wipe humans out again? Don’t they have bombs?
And are we supposed to endure a sequel before any of this is explained?
This is hardly something new: I’ve thought for at least a decade that decent scriptwriting has been absent from most Hollywood films,
It never ceases to amaze me that the screenwriter of Beyond the Valley of the Dolls went on to become one of America’s most popular movie critics.
Just read the plot on Wikipedia. Sounds a bit like an episode of the old Doctor Who, only with sex and a rather dumb ‘creation of life on earth’ theory.
(Oh hang on, there was that episode in which an exploding Jagaroth spaceship created life on earth. Hmmm… )
Nothing of the brutal simplicity of the original movie, sadly. Hollywood really should put a moratorium on sequels and prequels. They’re destroying their credibility because of the success of a few cinematic classics.
Ted,
“…the screenwriter of Beyond the Valley of the Dolls went on to become one of America’s most popular movie critics.”
Heh. Bizarre. I had no idea.
Hmmm … prequel to popular space trilogy sucks … sounds familiar.
I realized just how bad it was going to be when they decided not to take any weapons with them. They just volunteer to walk into this big scary cave on an unknown planet with nothing to defend themselves.
Because that’s exactly what you’d do, right?
“Because that’s exactly what you’d do, right?”
Heh. That’s the nub of it. That’s what’s relied on repeatedly to nudge the story forwards. Characters suddenly behave in absurd and inexplicable ways, utterly at odds with what’s happening and what they supposedly know. And so a film that pretends to be highbrow insults the intelligence of its audience.
The reviewer in the ‘Independent on Sunday’ remarked that the last time a director produced a prequel to a stunningly successful 1970s sci-fi film, the end result was ‘The Phantom Menace’.
Sounds like Scott didn’t fuck up as badly as Lucas did with Jar-Jar Binks, but he was pretty close.
I’ve thought for at least a decade that decent scriptwriting has been absent from most Hollywood films
The suits can’t tell a good script from a hole in the ground, but they can conceptualize Big Special Effects, because that’s easily rendered as a line item.
Ergo…
Mrs Potarto and I have been re-watching episodes of Firefly this week. I love the way that series is written. I find myself repeatedly saying, “I love that bit, how could they cancel this?”
There seems to be no correlation between success of a movie or TV show and whether it’s actually any good.
In fairness to Ridley Scott, he isn’t actually a screenwriter; so it isn’t like he’s been thinking this story up for thirty years. The guys who actually did write ‘Alien’ are Dan O’Bannon and Walter Hill. The former hasn’t written a movie since 1997 and the latter since 2002. The guys who wrote ‘Prometheus’ are the team behind ‘The Darkest Hour’ – which is why I haven’t gone to see it.
I don’t think the suits are wholly to blame for the lack of screen-writing talent. It is genuinely a very tough job and there is a limited pool of talent, which is why decent screen-writers are always booked up. If scripts have got worse, I suspect that has more to do with the declining state of culture. Certainly I read a lot of scripts that are best described as infantile.
Take the Brit List. It is a collection of the best non-Hollywood British scripts, so the suits should have no impact. Yet it is usually full of complete rubbish. Top of the list last year with 10 votes was ‘The Call Up’, which is one of the most boring, derivative, and badly written scripts I’ve read. The prior year included ‘Jamaica Inn’, which was almost literally gibberish. Screen-writing is simply hard.
Cyrus,
Well, yes, I suppose the bulk of the shame should weigh on Jon Spaihts and Damon Lindelof. (Lindelof described the film as “hard sci-fi” and I remember Spaihts giving plenty of lip-service to scientific realism, rigour, real-world constraints and such, but is there much evidence of this in the film?) But screenwriter or not, the director should have some discernment, yes? And it isn’t hard to spot the problems, or the fact there are so many of them. After many months of writing, going into production with a script that’s so tatty and uneven seems beyond careless. I mean, we’re talking about pretty basic and obvious stuff. Character continuity, plot logic, lines of dialogue so naff they throw you out of the film, etc. If a director doesn’t know exactly how to fix these things, surely he should at least have the discernment to say, “This isn’t up to scratch, there’s a big problem here. Fix it. Or find me someone who can.”
Otherwise, it suggests the director isn’t paying attention to the story he’s trying to tell. And you can’t fix a bad script with cinematography.
The prior year included ‘Jamaica Inn’, which was almost literally gibberish. Screen-writing is simply hard.
You mean somebody’s trying to remake the DuMaurier story/Hitchcock film?
Then again, they remade Psycho….
“Aaaiii!! The script… it won’t let go!”
I say we nuke the film from Orbit, it’s the only way to be sure.
I saw this on Saturday as well, and after leaving the one-third filled theater, I had mixed impressions. I guess most of what I disliked, was my own feeling of disappointment.
I wanted to see the movie that I was promised by the fake TED-talk with Peter Weyland (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S7YK2uKxil8), I wanted to see the movie where the interview with David (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cWmbqH_z7jM) fit in.
…and I also wanted to see the movie where the opening sequence made sense.
But alas. Instead I was treated to a visually stunning piece of disappointment. Someone should recut this and use the outdoors-scenes as a 20-minute music-video to something by Mike Oldfield. I’d probably want to play that on a big screen.
-S
Simen,
“I wanted to see the movie that I was promised by the fake TED-talk with Peter Weyland; I wanted to see the movie where the interview with David fit in.”
Exactly. The online-only teasers suggested a much more intriguing and focussed story than what was actually delivered. Maybe the cutting room floor is littered with other interesting material. Of course unused material – like promotional peripherals and non-existent sequels – doesn’t count.
A couple of days ago, I was eavesdropping on some diehard Ridley Scott enthusiasts defending Prometheus on the film’s official message boards. Apparently we’re supposed to wait for the possible sequel in two or three years and a second sequel after that in five or six years’ time, at which point, they insist, the current film will make sense. Some have already devised ingenious excuses: “There could be rival factions of ‘engineers’ with some trying to save humanity and some trying to wipe us out,” etc. Which is all well and good, but there’s no evidence for any of this in the actual film we’ve paid to see.
I can’t help thinking some fans have given the film much more thought than Ridley Scott and his writers did.
Oh great, got tickets for tomorrow night – thats £15.65 down the drain….
Andym,
On the upside, it is a very handsome film. It’s just that by the final scenes you may be trying to chew through your own neck.
‘The online-only teasers suggested a much more intriguing and focussed story than what was actually delivered’.
Judging by the entry in IMDB, the only good bits of dialogue come from the teaser trailers.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1446714/quotes
What an awfully conundrum-like shermozzle reading this thread has put me in cos I am still inclined to go and see if I can now salvage something from the savaging above…and I am inclined to believe what I’ve read…..
Oh god the indecision of it all….
I’m in particular turmoil after now finding out that the TED talk/Dave etc were only online teasers…Ta…..They promised an awful lot…..
Ah well.
“Apparently we’re supposed to wait for the possible sequel in two or three years and a second sequel after that in five or six years’ time, at which point, they insist, the current film will make sense.”
The stunning end-of-trilogy twist is that the Engineers did not create humans but robots that thought they were human, to game a planned war against real humans. The reason the characters of Prometheus behaved like decapitated chickens that could vocalize is because of a computer virus introduced into their systems by the Engineers’ rivals, the Hippies.
‘Apparently we’re supposed to wait for the possible sequel in two or three years and a second sequel after that in five or six years’ time, at which point, they insist, the current film will make sense’.
I believe that there was a similar excuse for the ‘Matrix’ films.
A couple of nights back Film4 showed J. J. Abrams’ reboot of ‘Star Trek’. The film had several plot-holes you could fly the Enterprise through at warp speed, and I wondered why Kirk didn’t mourn the death of his green-skinned girlfriend (massacred along with nearly all the rest of the Starfleet cadets in the middle of the film). But other than that I enjoyed it.
Reason? Script.
Sackcloth,
The Star Trek reboot has several plot-holes – films involving time-travel usually do – but it’s possible to enjoy the thing anyway and get swept along by the drama. But in Prometheus the plot-holes and erratic or pointless character arcs are continually undermining your engagement and any suspension of disbelief. It breaks a basic rule of fantasy films. However outlandish the premise, the film should at least follow its own internal logic. And Prometheus doesn’t even establish what the internal logic is.
For instance, it isn’t clear where or when the opening scene is set. Are we supposed to be on a pre-human Earth or some other world? Why does the ‘engineer’ have to sacrifice himself? And what about the apparently all-purpose black goo that disintegrates him and, it seems, mutates his DNA, thus seeding human(?) life? (Even though ‘engineer’ DNA is later described as identical to ours, despite their species’ rather dramatic physical differences.) Is it the same goo we see later on, and which serves whatever function each new gory death requires? That’s just the first scene. And the list goes on…
“I’ve thought for at least a decade that decent scriptwriting has been absent from most Hollywood films”
Someone, somewhere, was (wildly) speculating that Hollywood is merely a way for the mafia to launder money, unquestioningly pumping bundles of cash into uninteresting projects. Rubbish, of course, but you do wonder why so many movies turn out to be less than wonderful.
‘I believe that there was a similar excuse for the ‘Matrix’ films.’
Oh yeah. Everyone’s sleeping because they’re all part of an energy system for robots because Neo is The One because… because… because… hey, look over there! A special effect!
At least in the 1970s they had the good grace to confine their pretentious science fiction to one movie, not trilogies and quartets.
Even though ‘engineer’ DNA is later described as identical to ours, despite their species’ rather dramatic physical differences.
If its identical DNA shouldn’t we be ten foot tall super-strong albinos too?
#plotFAIL
Noomi Rapace is horrified to discover that the Narrative Continuity Unit has once again malfunctioned.
“Danger! Plot failure imminent. You have five minutes to reach minimum safe distance.”