My hatred for this film knows no bounds...

Rating: 3/10 (9 April 1999)

I remember seeing the trailers for this film the December before it opened. On a sort of high from just seeing the first two movies, I was expecting big things from the second "Alien" sequel, and the trailer promised exactly that: "In space, no one can hear you scream... but on Earth, everyone can!" was the tagline.
So what do we get instead? A wretched excuse for a sequel to two of the greatest sci-fi films ever made. First of all, the story is beyond simply depressing... it undoes everything from the first two movies, and utterly destroys Ripley's world. Everything she's fought for is for naught. We almost want her to die, to end the ceaseless buffet of suffering her life has become. We must suffer through uninteresting characters that are indistinguishable from each other, dull "turn around and there's the alien" shocks, poor camera work during the action sequences (some would call it style, I call it confusing and obnoxious), and finally the ending that gels perfectly with this bottomless abyss of a movie. Alien Ressurection be damned... this travesty should have been a dream, and David Fincher should have stuck to directing Madonna videos.