IMAGE: Twentieth Century Fox
There’s something a little vulgar about preferring the overkill of Aliens to the classic purity of Alien,
but I’ve always felt a helpless attraction to movies that traffic in
the trope of characters begging “Please, kill me.” The urgently diseased
possibility of a fate worse than death is something so upsetting that
it needs to be brought out and played with in the open. Aliens
fondles it at ungodly length, and then rewards the strong of stomach
with the sight of Sigourney Weaver provoking a cage match with a killer
queen. It’s the most openly strange this very odd franchise gets, and—in
a sick way—the most fun. Bagdad. 11 pm Friday, April 1.
Presented by Cort and Fatboy.
- Best paired with: McMenamins Hammerhead.
- Also showing: True Romance (Laurelhurst).
