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I haven't bothered to see the AvP movies, but these almost make me want to... though I know that would be a grave mistake.

Put on your geek helmets and help me identify all the above logos, each one connected to some cinematic dystopic evil futuristic corporation. I recognize Cyberdyne from the Terminator series. Weyland-Yutani from the Alien series. Tyrell from Blade Runner. And the corporation from Robocop, whose name I can't remember. Hold on, I'll look it up. Aha, it's Omni Consumer Products Others?


Found here.

txtriffidranch and I had an exchange of goods. I sent him a Cop Porn and he sent me a package of odds and ends, among which were several, yes, bits of Alien merchandise. A mensch, txtriffidranch is.

I was surprised, and yet not surprised, that Alien had its own line of trading cards. Not surprised because George Lucas showed that kids my age (in 1979) would pester their parents into buying them anything tying in with Star Wars or the numerous other scifi properties of the time (Close Encounters of the Third Kind, Battlestar Galactica, and so on). Surprised because, unlike those other movies/shows, it was damn unlikely most preteens were filing into the theaters to see John Hurt's chest explode and Sigourney Weaver fighting xenomorphs in her underwear.

Which makes the cards all the more awesome in their attempt to soften the gorier blows of the film by making it look more scifi action flick and less chunder-inducing body horror film. I'd love to know who wrote the copy for these.

First off, don't you mean Warrant Officer Cutey? It's funny, but I don't remember Ripley smiling until Alien: Resurrection, but by then she was scary-creepy-ass clone Ripley.



Then we have a veiled reference to the obvious homoerotic tension between Harry Dean Stanton and Yaphet Kotto's characters.



Kane! Don't go in there, bitch!



The thing in itself within Kane. If a xenomorph attempts to bust out of Kane when he's not around, does he make a sound?



Just interesting, though only to me, that the term "chest burster" is used correctly here, while the "face hugger" is erroneously referred to on another card as a "face grabber." Bitch, please.



I think the following card must become an all-purpose image for future entries whenever I encounter something that must not be. "Bob Greene is getting his column back!?! Oh God! No! NO!"

Interesting that it was okay to invoke the Lord's name on a trading card back then. Also, in the movie, I believe Brett's exact words were, "AGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!" as the alien snatched him and dragged him through the ductwork of the ship before turning him into an egg.

I've only seen the movie two dozen times. Why do you ask?



By "Unstoppable Horror!" I think they mean the unpleasant cryface Veronica Cartwright kept putting on throughout the film. I can't be too mean to Cartwright since she expressed annoyance to the filmmakers that her character was such a weenie (I believe she tried out for Ripley originally), but still, wow, Lambert was annoying as hell.



I think we need to end this by reviewing once more what an adorable little asskicker Sigourney Weaver is.

Kid 1: Whew! I'm sure glad we made it to the kitchen in time! I... arggggh... MY CHEST!!! Splorch!

Kid 2: MOMMMMMMM!!!!

I think way too much about this movie.

God DAMN that's cute!

It's interesting to see how Sigourney Weaver went from the typical 70s idea of feminine beauty (pipe cleaner arms and little muscular development) to the sleekly beefy post-Linda Hamilton body form in Alien 3.

"Its structural perfection is matched only by its hostility."

Kane! Don't go in there, bitch!

Why do I love this film so much? I think it's because it seems so possible to me. This is what space travel would be like. Gritty, sweaty, routine, a little boring... They even handle the alien as if it were a squirrel trapped in the attic (until it starts chewing through their skulls, of course). The LED screens and clickety-click keyboards are hilariously anachronistic, of course, but still, the ship looks like a space tractor, not an iPod. Hell, they're even smoking cigarettes on a ship where oxygen is at a premium.

NOW

Russian version of Alan Dean Foster's novelizations of the Alien films.

Sigourney's looked better.

So, the grand total, thanks to xgray's, recent donation is now $1,245. I'm going to keep the goal as $1,500, but I have a feeling that on the actual day I'll receive donations that'll put the total above and beyond a grand and a half. Again, amazing. Thank you very much, one and all.

There's still time to donate: http://tinyurl.com/horrorshow

Also, let's hear some ideas for stunts, goals, what have you that I can perform during the marathon. I do think that I should appear in costume at some point. Next year I'd like to create a Harry Dean Stanton/Brett Nostromo crew member costume for my sister-in-law's annual party, but it's just not to be this year.

The Fly—The Opera.

More here

By Howard Shore, so you can expect lots of THUMP-THUMPA-THUMPTHUMP!!! in the score.

This is... awesome

Alien coffee table guaranteed to make you look like an idiot with too much money.

From Rocket Jumper

Har har! From txtriffidranch.




How realistically must a cartoon character be drawn before it's okay to admit he's/she's kind of hot? Are Betty and Veronica the point where it becomes, you know, weird?

Yet another piece of Alien memorabilia, bought at the pulp show. Bootleg soundtrack featuring the original score and various versions of the songs you fell in love with, like "Face Hugger" and "Ejecting Kane's Body."



Apparently there's an Italian issue boot which features unheard cuts, false starts, and so forth. Another day perhaps.

Goodwin and Simonson: Can't be bad.