You see aliens as these technologically advanced super-beings who destroy New York City in two minutes flat. Well, I hate to say this, but we aliens all suck.
Had Herzog spent more time focused on Brad Dourif’s Alien rather than NASA stock footage set against music by Ernst Reijseger, I would have loved this film. Dourif hasn’t had a deep, engaging role in decades, and Herzog gives him goldÑa monologue spoken directly to the camera, with dirty, static Americana in the background. The role requires no make-up, no intricate wardrobeÑthis alien wears jeansÑand no incessantly annoying redheaded horror doll. This is simply the actor, his unadorned face and his unaltered voice, exploring the future of Earth and the delusions of science-fiction films through a nameless, heartbroken extraterrestrial.
by Adam Balz | Source: DVD
13 Aug 2007 2:26 PM | Submit Comment
