What the hell was that?

Rating: 3/10 (5 May 2019)

I love Alien. It's one of my favorite film franchises ever, and so I was incredibly excited to see the newest chapter in the Alien saga. I have a lot of questions about Prometheus, but one question reigns superior above all others...
What the hell was that?
From the opening moments, I was incredibly confused. My first question was "Who is this guy, drinking black liquid and disintegrating?" The answer made sense: why, it's an Engineer of course. But the answer made me question even more: "What was the liquid? Why did it act so quickly on him and not as quickly on Charlie? How did this guy's death create human life?"
This type of questioning happened constantly throughout Prometheus, and I was pretty pissed off about it.
Ok, ok, before I go on, let's talk about what's good about Prometheus: I love the score, and I love the visual effects. Visually, it's a sight to behold and it's some of Ridley Scott's best looking cinematography to date. This is the reason I give Prometheus a 3 and not a 1.
Now let's talk about problems: this film is full of enough plot holes to make your chest explode. There is no way I can discuss all of them, because that would bore you beyond belief, but then again, so would Prometheus. I had endless questions, primarily centering around "Wait, what?" But very few of my problems were solved, and I left the film feeling more agitated then satisfied.
If you're gonna try to make some sort of sci-fi juggernaut film like 2001 or Alien or Blade Runner, you've gotta ask big questions and answer them too. Prometheus asks the largest question of all. Why do we exist? Who created us and who created them? What is our purpose in life? ...and then it totally doesn't answer it. What we get is this: we were created by the Engineers, an ancient human-like life form. Ok, that's at least a bit logical. But then why are they trying to kill us? What?
To summarize, if you're gonna watch Prometheus, don't watch it for the plot, because the plot is really really stupid.
Signed, Dr. Tervo, graduate from the Prometheus School Of Running Away from Things