Pretty, but meh.

Rating: 6/10 (27 October 2012)

Prometheus is a Playboy model. Beautiful to look at, with nary a scar or blemish anywhere, but completely inarticulate. This had the potential to be a blockbuster, and a definitive science fiction film, but Ridley Scott and the writers chose to dumb it down for the lowest common denominator (which, apparently, was the writers themselves.) You have a crew that should be the cream of the crop for a trillion dollar mission, but who all prove to be completely incompetent, acting in direct contradiction to what their specialty is supposed to be. They also have no grasp of common sense. (you NEVER take your helmet off on an alien world). You have engineers who create man, then revisit us several times to give them a map to their boi-weapons facility. Huh? Then for no reason they decided to come wipe us out 2000 years ago, but didn't make it. You have an android supposedly committed to saving his master violate every contagion protocol and infecting a crew member with no idea what will happen to him, and a dozen other examples of quarantine violations. (A dude whose partner was infested with an alien snake shows up outside, so they not only open the door, but walk right up to him, then turn their backs on him so he can attack. Ugh) Pretty, but not a keeper.