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[‘Aliens’ Revisited] The Perfect Sequel, Just As Good As Its Predecessor In Completely Different Ways

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With the June 8th release of Ridley Scott’s Prometheus fast approaching, we thought we’d take a look back at the original Alien franchise with which it “shares strands of DNA.” Whether or not there are xenomorphs as we know them in Prometheus, it’s abundantly clear that it takes place in the same universe.

In the weeks leading up to the release of that film I’m going to revisit the four films in the Alien franchise (sorry, not going to subject myself to AVP) in order to gather my thoughts in anticipation of the new outing. Last week I revisited Alien: Resurrection and absolutely hated it. The week before that I revisited Alien 3 and discovered a lot to like.

Now we come down to the two titans in the series, and this week I’m taking another look at Aliens. This is one of my favorite movies and I bet it’s one of yours as well. But what makes it tick? And is it better than Alien?

Let’s talk more inside.

The headline of this article is something of a fallacy. I don’t need to ‘revisit’ Aliens. I mean, sure I watched it again recently before writing this piece – but it’s such a regulation piece of viewing for me that I know it by the back of my hand. Both cuts. Saying I frequently ‘revisit’ Aliens would be like saying I frequently ‘revisit’ oxygen and food. That being said…

During the lead up to Prometheus it’s been impossible to avoid the discussion of which film is better, Aliens or Alien. What’s my answer? Both. I’ll get more into this next week during my revisit of the original Alien – but I truly feel that both are equal in incredibly different ways. I love the Anamorphic 2.35:1 Widescreen of the 1979 original, it’s without a doubt the best looking film in the entire franchise (and it’s over 30 years old). Contrasted with the grainy 1.85:1 of Aliens there’s absolutely no contest between the aesthetics of the two films (one is a great looking action movie and the other is a flat-out gorgeous film – no qualifiers needed). Alien is a perfect horror movie with sci-fi elements – it combines slashers, body-horror and existential dread all into one adding great characters and an ingenious creature design along the way. Meanwhile, Aliens is a perfect action film with horror/sci-fi elements. Both films land the objectives of their intent perfectly.

So what’s one thing Aliens has over Alien? Well, between the two – it’s the first one you reach for on your video shelf. Have a friend over that’s never seen one of these movies? Technically, some might say you should show them Alien to preserve the suspense of who makes it off the Nostromo blah… blah… blah… Except they already know Sigourney Weaver as the face of the franchise, so what’s the point? There was a seven year window when people could approach the first film without knowing the answer to that, and it ended in 1986. No, if you have a friend over who has never seen one of these movies you show them Aliens because it’s the most fun and the most immediately satisfying. And watching it out of order does no disservice to the original because after seeing the sequel, people will be dying to see the first and will be more likely to give themselves over to it completely.

One misconception about Aliens is that it’s not suspenseful. I don’t know where the propagators of this lie come from, but they’re absolutely insane. Have they not heard the line “they’re inside the room?” The use of the motion detector in both movies is incredibly suspenseful but I’d argue that Aliens ratchets up its efficacy a notch. Also suspenseful? The entire 3rd act of the film.

Act 3 of Aliens escalates beat by beat in a way that most modern action films could only hope to match. The reactor melting down the whole time, the xenomorphs staging a siege on the marines, Bishop trying to remote pilot the drop ship, Newt getting separated from Ripley and Hicks and being taken to the Queen’s hive – all perfect. But the film doesn’t stop there. If you want to know the difference between Aliens and most of today’s modern blockbusters – it can be found in the moment where Ripley hones in on the signal from Newt’s tracking bracelet, follows it and finally arrives to find that it’s been torn off. Most action films would have ceased their escalatory ascent before this point, content to devolve in a series of whirring gears and explosions. With Aliens, James Cameron was smart enough to know that the best action sequences are centered around achieving a recognizable objective and dangling that objective in and out of the protagonist’s reach. Ripley finding the abandoned bracelet is one of my favorite action beats in cinema because it’s not the first in its sequence nor is it the last (not by a long shot) – it’s just a perfect note in the film’s symphony.

Aliens is also interesting in that it shifts genre away from the original film. It’s still very much set in the same universe and feels like an organic continuation of Ripley’s story – but it is an action film. This might be where some people err in claiming that it’s not suspenseful. Whereas Alien was quietly suspenseful, Aliens is ear shatteringly loud in places. It’s also epilepsy inducing in moments, with all of the strobing gunfire. It’s not as concerned with slow burn reveals of biology as it is in dropping its characters into the most untenable situation possible.

And what great characters they are. While Michael Biehn’s Hicks is stoically flat by design, the rest of them pop off the screen. Bill Paxton’s Hudson is one of cinema’s all time great cowardly lions. Watching William Hope’s Gorman devolve/evolve from an above-it-all and by-the-book leader into one of the rest of them is simultaneously touching and a nice bit of schadenfreude. Lance Henriksen brings an almost wounded quality to Bishop while making him a convincing synthetic – you almost want to hug him and tell him how sorry you are he’s not human. Jeanette Goldstein’s Vasquez could be seen as a slight misstep in the James Cameron mold of occasionally writing women as men, but she seemed pretty revolutionary at the time.

Speaking of characters, while Hudson may be the most quotable, Paul Reiser’s Carter Burke is probably the best of the bunch. You know he’s a rat bastard right from the start, but you can understand why the other characters don’t realize how evil and sleazy he is until it’s too late. Burke is highly charismatic and totally evil and you want to see him die. But he’s also a great externalization of this franchise’s deep-seated mistrust of corporations. You knew that there were some nefarious elements to the Weyland-Yutani corporation in the first film. After all, everything and everyone aboard the Nostromo was expendable in favor of safe transport of the xenomorph back to Earth. Reiser’s character puts a face to that evil and reminds us of the banal, human component to almost every massively inhumane decision ever made. The component that shrugs its shoulders, says “it had to be done” and goes home to its wife and kids.

The film’s “motherhood” theme is oft-discussed. A lot of people find it too on the nose but I think it’s pitched pretty much perfectly. In a film this busy, loud and chaotic – sometimes the text needs to be a little more pronounced. For this reason, I actually (slightly) prefer the director’s cut. While I can do without the early scenes on LV-426 (the stuff with Newt’s family prior to the colony’s destruction weakens the cut somewhat – I like arriving at the colony and knowing it only as a ghost town), the information that Ripley has lost her daughter is fairly crucial and is not represented in the theatrical cut of the film. It’s the third leg of the thematic tripod, the other two being Newt herself and the Alien Queen’s dismay and anger (and vengeance) over seeing her eggs burned before her very eyes. It also goes the extra mile toward selling us on Ripley’s descent back into the bowels of hell to get Newt. It’s an action easily explained by standard movie heroism, but knowing what Ripley has lost before and being aware of her emotional need to do everything she can to achieve an approximation of correction for that loss adds the extra bit of pathos that makes it tick more completely.

We’ll talk more about Alien next week, but I really do think Aliens is its equal (again, based on a different set of merits). Violent, scary, human, funny, ambitious, captivating – action films aren’t made like Aliens anymore. I know this is probably the most cliche’d thing I could say at this point, but I seriously defy you to find me an example of something from the last 10 years that even comes close.

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‘Amityville Karen’ Is a Weak Update on ‘Serial Mom’ [Amityville IP]

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Twice a month Joe Lipsett will dissect a new Amityville Horror film to explore how the “franchise” has evolved in increasingly ludicrous directions. This is “The Amityville IP.”

A bizarre recurring issue with the Amityville “franchise” is that the films tend to be needlessly complicated. Back in the day, the first sequels moved away from the original film’s religious-themed haunted house storyline in favor of streamlined, easily digestible concepts such as “haunted lamp” or “haunted mirror.”

As the budgets plummeted and indie filmmakers capitalized on the brand’s notoriety, it seems the wrong lessons were learned. Runtimes have ballooned past the 90-minute mark and the narratives are often saggy and unfocused.

Both issues are clearly on display in Amityville Karen (2022), a film that starts off rough, but promising, and ends with a confused whimper.

The promise is embodied by the tinge of self-awareness in Julie Anne Prescott (The Amityville Harvest)’s screenplay, namely the nods to John Waters’ classic 1994 satire, Serial Mom. In that film, Beverly Sutphin (an iconic Kathleen Turner) is a bored, white suburban woman who punished individuals who didn’t adhere to her rigid definition of social norms. What is “Karen” but a contemporary equivalent?

In director/actor Shawn C. Phillips’ film, Karen (Lauren Francesca) is perpetually outraged. In her introductory scenes, she makes derogatory comments about immigrants, calls a female neighbor a whore, and nearly runs over a family blocking her driveway. She’s a broad, albeit familiar persona; in many ways, she’s less of a character than a caricature (the living embodiment of the name/meme).

These early scenes also establish a fairly straightforward plot. Karen is a code enforcement officer with plans to shut down a local winery she has deemed disgusting. They’re preparing for a big wine tasting event, which Karen plans to ruin, but when she steals a bottle of cursed Amityville wine, it activates her murderous rage and goes on a killing spree.

Simple enough, right?

Unfortunately, Amityville Karen spins out of control almost immediately. At nearly every opportunity, Prescott’s screenplay eschews narrative cohesion and simplicity in favour of overly complicated developments and extraneous characters.

Take, for example, the wine tasting event. The film spends an entire day at the winery: first during the day as a band plays, then at a beer tasting (???) that night. Neither of these events are the much touted wine-tasting, however; that is actually a private party happening later at server Troy (James Duval)’s house.

Weirdly though, following Troy’s death, the party’s location is inexplicably moved to Karen’s house for the climax of the film, but the whole event plays like an afterthought and features a litany of characters we have never met before.

This is a recurring issue throughout Amityville Karen, which frequently introduces random characters for a scene or two. Karen is typically absent from these scenes, which makes them feel superfluous and unimportant. When the actress is on screen, the film has an anchor and a narrative drive. The scenes without her, on the other hand, feel bloated and directionless (blame editor Will Collazo Jr., who allows these moments to play out interminably).

Compounding the issue is that the majority of the actors are non-professionals and these scenes play like poorly performed improv. The result is long, dull stretches that features bad actors talking over each other, repeating the same dialogue, and generally doing nothing to advance the narrative or develop the characters.

While Karen is one-note and histrionic throughout the film, at least there’s a game willingness to Francesca’s performance. It feels appropriately campy, though as the film progresses, it becomes less and less clear if Amityville Karen is actually in on the joke.

Like Amityville Cop before it, there are legit moments of self-awareness (the Serial Mom references), but it’s never certain how much of this is intentional. Take, for example, Karen’s glaringly obvious wig: it unconvincingly fails to conceal Francesca’s dark hair in the back, but is that on purpose or is it a technical error?

Ultimately there’s very little to recommend about Amityville Karen. Despite the game performance by its lead and the gentle homages to Serial Mom’s prank call and white shoes after Labor Day jokes, the never-ending improv scenes by non-professional actors, the bloated screenplay, and the jittery direction by Phillips doom the production.

Clocking in at an insufferable 100 minutes, Amityville Karen ranks among the worst of the “franchise,” coming in just above Phillips’ other entry, Amityville Hex.

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The Amityville IP Awards go to…

  • Favorite Subplot: In the afternoon event, there’s a self-proclaimed “hot boy summer” band consisting of burly, bare-chested men who play instruments that don’t make sound (for real, there’s no audio of their music). There’s also a scheming manager who is skimming money off the top, but that’s not as funny.
  • Least Favorite Subplot: For reasons that don’t make any sense, the winery is also hosting a beer tasting which means there are multiple scenes of bartender Alex (Phillips) hoping to bring in women, mistakenly conflating a pint of beer with a “flight,” and goading never before seen characters to chug. One of them describes the beer as such: “It looks like a vampire menstruating in a cup” (it’s a gold-colored IPA for the record, so…no).
  • Amityville Connection: The rationale for Karen’s killing spree is attributed to Amityville wine, whose crop was planted on cursed land. This is explained by vino groupie Annie (Jennifer Nangle) to band groupie Bianca (Lilith Stabs). It’s a lot of nonsense, but it is kind of fun when Annie claims to “taste the damnation in every sip.”
  • Neverending Story: The film ends with an exhaustive FIVE MINUTE montage of Phillips’ friends posing as reporters in front of terrible green screen discussing the “killer Karen” story. My kingdom for Amityville’s regular reporter Peter Sommers (John R. Walker) to return!
  • Best Line 1: Winery owner Dallas (Derek K. Long), describing Karen: “She’s like a walking constipation with a hemorrhoid”
  • Best Line 2: Karen, when a half-naked, bleeding woman emerges from her closet: “Is this a dream? This dream is offensive! Stop being naked!”
  • Best Line 3: Troy, upset that Karen may cancel the wine tasting at his house: “I sanded that deck for days. You don’t just sand a deck for days and then let someone shit on it!”
  • Worst Death: Karen kills a Pool Boy (Dustin Clingan) after pushing his head under water for literally 1 second, then screeches “This is for putting leaves on my plants!”
  • Least Clear Death(s): The bodies of a phone salesman and a barista are seen in Karen’s closet and bathroom, though how she killed them are completely unclear
  • Best Death: Troy is stabbed in the back of the neck with a bottle opener, which Karen proceeds to crank
  • Wannabe Lynch: After drinking the wine, Karen is confronted in her home by Barnaby (Carl Solomon) who makes her sign a crude, hand drawn blood contract and informs her that her belly is “pregnant from the juices of his grapes.” Phillips films Barnaby like a cross between the unhoused man in Mulholland Drive and the Mystery Man in Lost Highway. It’s interesting, even if the character makes absolutely no sense.
  • Single Image Summary: At one point, a random man emerges from the shower in a towel and excitedly poops himself. This sequence perfectly encapsulates the experience of watching Amityville Karen.
  • Pray for Joe: Many of these folks will be back in Amityville Shark House and Amityville Webcam, so we’re not out of the woods yet…

Next time: let’s hope Christmas comes early with 2022’s Amityville Christmas Vacation. It was the winner of Fangoria’s Best Amityville award, after all!

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