#Saga Alien

[elrincondelcinefilo]

𝔸𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕟: ℝ𝕠𝕞𝕦𝕝𝕦𝕤 (2024)

La nueva secuela de la franquicia iniciada por Ridley Scott es una película sobre nada que te da de todo, generosa y al mismo tiempo por debajo de lo esperado.

Porque lo que se espera o no de una obra puede llevar inevitablemente a la decepción, al igual que ‘Longlegs’ no fue la película que nos habíamos hecho en la cabeza al ver sus teasers, así como esta está muy lejos de ser "la mejor secuela de la saga desde Aliens" como se aventuraron a decir varias las primeras impresiones, pero lo que sí puede reconocerse es que ambos casos se salen de la media en su ejecución, siendo imposible no disfrutarlas sin mayor problema.

En esta película sorprende que uno de los grandes personajes sea Andy (David Jonsonn), un sintético. Si recordamos las primeras entregas de Alien, tanto Ash como Bishop nos hacían temer a unos seres artificiales y robotizados que ayudaban (y traicionaban) a la protagonista de la historia. Aunque aquí, para delirio de muchos, el recuerdo de Ash se haga visible (alerta spólier) con una aparición sorpresa.

Nada más comenzar la cinta vemos a la Nostromo, la mítica nave de Alien, destrozada. Un homenaje a los fans para calmar sus ánimos ante lo que tienen que ver que, además, continúa a lo grande. Y ahí nos referimos a la presencia en todo momento de Weyland, la superempresa que domina el mundo y esclaviza a los trabajadores. Es decir, a los protagonizas de esta historia que intentan salir de sus miserables vidas.

Los personajes principales son un grupo de colonos veinteañeros que están atrapados en trabajos mineros sin futuro en un planeta gris y sucio donde nunca hay luz solar

El personaje central de esta historia es (además de los aliens) Rain Carradine (Cailee Spaeny), una joven recolectora de Weyland. Con un hermano sintético a quien protege de las críticas de todo el mundo, muestra un valor extremo en el tramo final del filme, muy en la línea de la Ripley de Sigourney Weaver. Además, hay un cara a cara entre su personaje y el alien que nos traslada directamente a "Alien 3".

Cuando se accede a la nave Romulus, nadie de esta joven tripulación sabe lo que se va a encontrar. Por supuesto, los bichos harán acto de presencia en "Alien: Romulus" y veremos al alien que se enfrentó con Ripley.

Pero no acaban las sorpresas, ya que en el tramo final hay una referencia directa a "Prometheus" que nos hace entender qué es lo que buscaba aquella tripulación a cargo de un millonario en busca de la inmortalidad.

Los ascensores jugaban un papel clave en "Aliens: El regreso" y "Alien 4". Y aquí tenemos otro en el tramo final de Alien: Romulus que nos hace sentir angustia sobre la supervivencia (o no) de quienes todavía siguen con vida. Y, antes, aparecen las referencias directas a un videojuego como "Alien Isolation".

Mi principal queja sobre "Alien: Romulus" es que los extraterrestres no aparecen lo suficiente. 

Esperaba algo nuevo, sorprendente, diferente y me dormí en el cine jeje eso no significa que sea mala, es entretenida pero prefiero no asociarla a la Saga Alien, es más de lo que hemos visto pero con jovencitos por eso le ponemos 2 estrellitas y media ⭐⭐☆

[beni75]

[gunelle]

[wickedchic]

How I pull up to the function

[loveexpelrevolt]

harry + his crush on E.T.  💕

RESIDENT ALIEN (2021— )

[vertigoartgore]

90's Venom by Rod Reis.

[cimmerian-war-shrine]

[kettlefire]

Time forgets most (DPxDC)

I've been getting too many brain worms that I need to clear out the cramp space that is my idea vault. In doing so, I'm just posting off-handed, random things I've typed up at work. (Partly so my drafts don't just end up like my vault). Without further ado, a much too too long post

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The movement of time is a much too complex thing for many to understand. The knowledge that time was not perfectly linear. The past did not simply stay in the past. The future is not simply something to look forward to. The present is not simply a fleeting moment.

Time is a complex web. Every point in time, connected to another point in time. A never-ending mess of webs and connections. Things that are to be. Things that can be. Things that are being. Things that will never see the light of day in this universe.

Despite what some may want to believe, Time has no master. Time does not yield to any singular being. That did not mean that Time didn't need a helping hand. A guiding hand to help keep the chaos of time to something just a little more... fluid.

The being came to exist well before the universe had. The being was festered, taught, and nurtured in a small pocket dimension. A small space just like an incubator.

Until the world blossomed around it. Life started to grow. Time kept moving. Living organisms found untimely deaths. Evolved, learned, and grew into the new space around it.

When the first little creature crawled out of the water, Time's keeper was let free. A bumbling little thing, breaming with life and curiosity.

Just like everything else in the world, this keeper wasn't safe from time. It still moved. Brought forth problems and adventures.

As time continued to tick. Moving in every direction, the keeper continued to age. Unlike the rest of the universe, the keeper didn't age the same as others.

Some days, he was nothing but a small boy, frolicking in a field of flowers and bees. Other days, he was a strong middle-aged man. Pulling the strings in just the right way, pushing for a timeline that felt right.

On days that have been happening much more often. He was but a crippled old man, hunched over his staff, and dropping much needed wisdom on the young lives around him.

Being the keeper of time wasn't an easy feat. Being completely out of time, experiencing things in broken order. There was only a clear start, and a jumble of things that followed.

The keeper was content with his life. Watching over the world as it grew and blossomed. He was content with his special kind of solitude.

That was until he saw the boy. In the webs of moments, the keeper's gaze had found him. A boy much too young, suddenly with powers much too great thrusted upon him.

The keeper watched the scenes play out. The tears, laughter, humiliation, triumph, and pain. He watched as the boy's family was ripped from him. Watched the twisted attempt at fixing his life, only for it to go horribly wrong.

He watched the bloodshed and chaos that erupted. The lives ripped apart and destroyed. Not a single sign of life left behind.

Then he watched as the boy, no, not a boy anymore. The keeper watched as the monster tore through the fabric of time. Ripped its way through the thin veils that divided the universes.

Universes that had never known the boy's existence were torn to shreds to. A flight driven with pain and anger.

Despite the keeper having seen the boy turn into such a monster. He could see it in the beast's eyes. The deep-seated need for a family, a life. To be loved.

Something about the boy's life, his story, spoke to the keeper. He found himself reaching out into the web of lives and moments. Finding the moment when things went the most wrong for the boy.

Just like that, the keeper had inserted himself into a life. He pulled the boy out of the cruel stream of time. Filled the boy with the knowledge he needed. Let the boy see just what could happen if he let it.

The keeper of time was soon a simple mentor. A simple deity looking out for the world. Taking on the mantel of Clockwork and finding a new purpose for his life.

A young boy's life has been flipped upside down two times now. And there were certainly more to come. This time, the boy wasn't alone. He had a guiding hand, and a communtiy behind him.

The keeper, no, Clockwork watched with a strange pride and happiness he hadn't felt in a long time. The boy was quickly surrounded by a family that helped him navigate his new powers.

Clockwork, alongside many of the other ghostly beings, watched on with pride as the young boy grew into a strong young man. Mastering powers, taking a stand, and making their home safe.

Despite the best efforts, time always beings problems.

It was one thing for Clockwork. He was the keeper of time. His life has reason to exist as long as time exists. Which will always be. His purpose was infinite.

But this boy... Danny wasn't like Clockwork. He was still partially human and terrified of losing his humanity. Danny's story had to come to an end, it's how time works.

Except, Danny wasn't in the timeline anymore. Clockwork had ensured that, pulled Danny into a separate timeline. An unaccounted for timeline.

He couldn't live here forever, not the way that Clockwork could. Danny needs a life, a family, a place, a purpose. He was still human.

It took more effort than Clockwork would have liked. He had to cash in favors from other deities that he hadn't spoken to in centuries.

It took a combined effort of everyone who cared for the little halfa. The strange boy that teeter on the line between life and death. The boy who had freed the Zone from a tyrant. Who wanted nothing more than for everyone to live a happy and filled life/afterlife.

Getting the magic and spells right was the hard part. But finding the location was easy. A beautiful planet just on the edge of the Milky Way. Unlikely to be disturbed or hurt.

The planet was undiscovered, primative even. Far enough from humans that Clockwork was certain Danny wouldn't be bothered. Only one species lived on that planet. Along the jungle like fauna, and in the water.

Cute little guys, barely bigger than two feet long and one foot tall. There was no name, no knowledge about them. Aside from Clockwork analyzing their way of life.

A simple cycle. They were born, they aged, they played, fed, mated, and then died. A simple but content life.

The aliens weren't unsettling. At least not to anyone who has seen more creatures than what Earth has to offer. It is a strange combination between frog, fish, and squid.

Scurrying around on two legs and four tentacles. A small frog-like face with eyes that seemed to take up half that space. Colors vary from blues to greens to the same sandy brown found at the bottom of the lakes.

Before long, the planet had its own protector. A young boy who once was lost and alone seemed to meld perfectly with these aliens.

Clockwork was always sure of himself. He never let anyone see otherwise. Except, Clockwork hadn't been sure. Not when he had performed the ritual.

As he molded and changed Danny's DNA until the man was a new being entirely. To anyone who didn't know the full story, the boy could easily look related to the aliens.

Gills now painted the sides of his neck, not necessary, but Clockwork felt like it had been. Webbed hands and feet to make transversing the underwater caves even easier. An ethereal, almost siren-like touch to Danny.

It worked out perfectly. Danny settled in easily. Building a routine and bound with the aliens. It hadn't been hard for the little creature to take a liking to him.

Before long, it was routine. Danny would spend most of his time on the planet, watching over his new wards. On some days, he'd portal back to the zone. Spend time with the ghosts and deities that saved his life. To check in on the new govermental system that had been put in place.

It was perfect. Simple and nice. Everyone got complacent. The longer time went on without a hiccup or a problem. The longer Danny was able to rest in his odd solitude. The more people got comfortable.

The more they forgot that time was as cruel as it was forgiving.

It had been just another day cycle. Danny was playing with the most recent litter birth. The first time he had seen the birth, he was more disgusted than anything else.

After the third time, Danny had started getting excited. He looked forward to it. Loved seeing the aliens flourish and grow. Watching them thrive and find more fun in the things Danny creates. Every new fun game or obstacle was always made with the things natural to the planet. Or debris that was caught in its gravitational pull.

Danny was playing with Plop. The little guy got his name, and he always plopped out of the water. Unlike the other aliens, this one didn't crawl out. No, he'd pull himself out of the water with his tentacles, only to plop down on the ground.

Of course, Plop had also been the first alien to approach Danny when he arrived. It's how they formed such a strong bond.

Everything had seemed perfectly fine. The day was rolling along just like it always did. That was until a small group of the more elder aliens suddenly came scurrying into their main cave.

They hadn't waited a second before diving into the water. Danny watched, confused and concerned, as each one of them grabbed one of the young. Before shooting straight into the underwater cave system.

The once bustling and living cave was suddenly eerily quiet and void of any aliens. Leaving behind only the confused Danny in the pool.

At least that's what a certain Green Lantern saw when he followed the trail of retreating aliens.

This planet had been categorized to have no signs of intelligent life. It seemed to have the option to nurture life, but there had been no signs.

When Hal Jordan got word of a seeming spike of activity from the supposedly empty planet, he had added it to his rooster.

A quick peek, just a look into what kind of life might be starting to grow there. The little aliens he had seen were adorable, sure. But they didn't seem all that evolved. Still in their evolutionary journey.

That was until Hal saw him.

Now, Hal was no stranger to running into ethereal beauty. It's what happens when someone interacts with aliens on a basic daily. That was something he was used to.

Except, all his breath seemed to be knocked out of him completely. The cave alone was stunning, a stark contrast from the almost barren surface he had first seen.

A deep, shimmering blue pool that vanished into the rocky space around it. Trees, bushes, and flowers decorate the area. It looked almost too good to be true. Like an oasis in the middle of a desert.

Then there was the being that caught all of Hal's attention. Bright blue eyes that looked like gems, pale blue-tinged skin. Long black and white hair seemed to look almost like the night sky. A deep abyss littered with stars.

The closest thing that Hal's brain supplied was a siren. A beautiful, ethereal creature that lured men to their deaths. As beautiful as it seemed, Hal knew there could easily be danger.

Except, the creature didn't attack or threaten him.

Instead, he seemed almost shy. Mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, sharp deadly teeth flashing in the light with each motion.

Hal had just opened his mouth, taken a hesitant step forward. He wanted to know, and he needed to know how this happened. There wasn't supposed to be an intelligent, sophisticated life on this planet.

The moment Hal's lips parted, the creature let out a trill. A sound that seemed more scared than aggressive. Before suddenly, the beautiful creature vanished into the pool.

Hal moved before he could think, rushing to the edge of the pool. He peered into the crystal clear water, just in time to take the webbed feet of the creature vanish into a tunnel.

Now that left Hal with two options. He could either report this and wait for backup...

Or...

Or...

He could jump inside. The ring would protect him, and his lungs would be fine. Perks of being a Green Lantern.

That option seemed much more tempting to Hal. Nothing about this scream an outright threat. He felt more like a strange imposing on someone's home. A home that was meant for safety and protection of the young.

Yet, the shimmering water seemed to be calling to Hal. Something in him was trying to push him to get inside. To find the beautiful creature and learn more. Learn how this happened.

Without realizing it, Hal Jordan sealed his fate the moment he dipped a finger into the cool pool. Rippling the steady surface just slightly.

Just enough to get him wrapped up in the strange web created by time and its keeper.

[darkenergyslivers]

the space jockey behind the scenes on alien (1979) via retroscifiart on ig

[bird-and-war]

These panels are so fucking interesting.

The alianation from his peers feels heavy. Denji's expression is distressed while trying to put them by his side but the boys are just there. Quiet and expressionless, not reacting to his emotions, proving him wrong with their silence. Also, they are dressed in a "normal" way and their hats even makes them look a little bit formal, like they had a uniforms (a military one for example. The hats just have that vibe). They also look similar, like a copy, giving a sense of uniformity. Meanwhile, Denji has just a sleeveless shirt and some shorts which someone on twitter pointed out is just the clothes kid denji was wearing some chapters ago. This could mean that Denji is still in a trauma state rooted on his childhood, in contrast to the other boys (forgot their names woops) who got to grown up normally.

Also, I think this is the first time Denji talks to other men to ask for some form of solidarity or support, appart from Aki. This is clear not only by the dialogue, but also with how Fumi is removed from the picture. This is between them, in a little old "this is between men" (cringe) way and "girls wouldn't understand". He tries to use language usually used in men's conversations and yet, Denji still fails to connect with them. His first called for help to other men is unanswered, as well as his attempt to say that he is just like them. The boys' uniformity evident their shared clothes makes it look like Denji is in fact different to the society and its members as a whole, even if he tries to use its gender concepts and language. At rhe end, Denji is no like the "normal men" of his age. And, if we connect this with the clothes he is wearing, we could say that he can't be like the others because of his upbringing.

The fact that denji's panel goes all the way down to the end of the page while the other panel doesn't is interesting. I am not sure what that could mean but maybe is something about how profound is Denji's trauma which makes him understand his sexuality differently. Or it could be another way enhance more the difference between Denji and his peers. Or to point out that Denji, the individual, is different to the men produced by the society, who are in an horizontal panel that makes them one.

[rumicworldweek]

Rumic World Week is the celebration of Rumiko Takahashi and her works and it will take place from October 4th to October 10th.

■ PROMPTS

Day 1 - Favourite manga/anime or firsts Day 2 - Favourite character(s) or bandages Day 3 - One place or secret Day 4 - Favourite underappreciated/minor character(s) or family Day 5 - One scene or flowers Day 6 - To the future or flash forward Day 7 - Free day • Happy Birthday Rumiko Takahashi!

■ RULES

Any kind of participation is welcome but it must be original. Reposted fanarts/fics/gifs won´t be reblogged.

Tag your post with #rumicworldweek and/or mention rumicworldweek.

Have fun❣️If you have any questions/doubts feel free to ask.

More info under the cut.

The prompts were chosen in order to encourage everyone to participate. Fanfics, fanarts, gifsets, graphics, headcanons, caps, colorings, metas...  

Two different daily prompts, you can choose the one you prefer or you can combine them, reinterpret them, or skip the day if you can’t think of anything.

Be considerate of others! If your fic needs warnings please note them at the top. Use tags appropriately and “read more” if your fic is very long.

The tag will be tracked for a month. Late posts will be reblogged. If you post them earlier they will be reblogged for the corresponding day.

If your posts weren’t reblogged feel free to send an ask. Sometimes tags won’t work, sometimes tumblr is being tumblr. Sometimes timezones and real life stuff play a role, your posts won’t be reblogged right away i.e. if you post in the evening in the US. Send me an ask if you’ve been waiting for more than a day. (Tag + mention is a surer way to get noticed)

The prompts are open to interpretation. For day 3 you can pick your favourite place, where your favourite scenes are set or simply the one you like the most... To the future can mean something you wish to see, what you wish to be adapted next...

If you have any questions/doubts feel free to ask!

[non-stop-fangirling]

In my Alien Era~ 👽

[mrsdesade]

Just made a Prometheus & Covenant rewatch (and I've planned a cinema night to see again Romulus)!

So here's a Nova and Zero sketch 🤍 she's a synthetic android and he's a... quite atypical xenomorph, with her and David at least.

[wickedchic]

They deserve love and affection, too😔

[morganbritton132]

Eddie shoving his phone in Steve’s face: Stevie, who is your celebrity crush?

Steve: Sigourney Weaver

Eddie: …

Steve: …

Eddie: …

Steve: And you.

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[horygory]

Alien 3 (1992)