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Just stop making the fuckers. I'm sure there are some great films to be made that don't have to hitch a ride on the back of existing films, and would in fact be all the better for being liberated from them.

My apologies for stating the painfully fucking obvious but, you know, grr.

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The problem with the Aliens franchise is that the horror and mystery is long lost. The IP has been degradded beyond belief and there isn't any atmosphere attached to it when we've seen it shoehorned into a 12 cert.

I think you'd just alienate the fans that are left with a reboot. I'd try and explore some other story avenues. I can't remeber if 3 killed of newt but if it didn't then I'd consider using her or I'd try for completely new story arc.

Alien 3 wiped out all of the characters from the previous movies, all of them except Ripley were dead within the first couple of minutes.

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Why can't they do an Earth War storyline? That should have been the third or fourth film.. aliens colonising earth and then either a resistance fighting them off, or the end of humanity. That seemed the obvious way to take the story to me, right from when I saw Aliens for the first time.

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This is why "franchises" are rubbish. It's like at some point someone had a clever idea and it was successful, which means that it becomes a commercial property instead of a thing and the next thing you know it has been exploited in every way conceivable, like Gary Glitter at a Scout camp. Alien is a great film about Bilbo Baggins trying to kill Sigourney Weaver with a porn mag, and then Aliens is a great 80s action film which happens to share the same monster (Yaphet Kotto). After that it's all action figures and studio interference and glorified fan fiction as novels and aliens vs mork vs mindy and oh god make it stop.

So let it stop.

There isn't only one alien monster to put in films. The Thing is a different take. Predator is different. Jerry Maguire took alien terror to a whole new level. Pitch Black was basically born from a rejected Alien 3 script, and does something appreciably different with a similar formula; without which we would never have had Karl Urban's breathtaking flat-top in The Chronicles Of Riddick. So there's a whole universe of possibilities out there without getting stuck on Giger's monster (which doesn't even bloody make sense. You'd have to chow down a lot to grow from eight inches long to eight foot in the course of a few hours.)

Aye.

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The alien is a rad hollywood monster though. Everyone agrees on that. 'Alien?' they say. 'Yeah, the Alien is defo a rad hollywood monster.'

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I was on honeymoon when I found out about this, and I was rather annoyed because I was three quarters of the way through the first act of my own Alien Reboot spec. Which was going really fucking well. :(

So now I'm in limbo land - I have no idea if the Scotts have a script or not, so I don't know whether it's worth carrying on, or heavily rejigging it into an original IP.

I'm really annoyed, actually. Fucking typical of my luck.

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They should make Eric Red's Alien 3 script, as a comedy.

INT. ZERO GRAVITY CHAMBER – SECTOR “C”

A set of panties float in the air.

Two naked bodies, slick with sweat, floating and thrusting in the anti-gravity room. Russ massages Terrys breasts, fingering her hard nipples, her body wrapped around his. As they float in the room, he turns her over and puts his head between her legs. She wraps her soft thighs around his face.

LAUREN
OH YES!

She goes down on him too, her head bobbing between his legs.


RUSS
C’MON BABY OH JEESUU--!

Her legs are wrap around his back and plunges into her, pressing her face to his as their tongues meet, their two perspiration slick bodies revolving upside down, suspended in zero gravity, stars and space seen through the window of the room.

LAUREN
OH! UH-HUH!

He slides out of her and turns her over in the weightless space, taking her from behind his hands squeezing her flushed, jiggling tits at he slams into her, her wide, soft buttocks slapping his waist.

LAURIE
BABY IT FEELS SSOOO GOOO--!
OOOOHHHHYYEEEEEESSSSS!!!

RUSS
OH YEAH OHYEAH!!!

Russ turns her over as they both about to come. She straddles him and they thrust desperately, revolving in the air, their bodies shivering in orgasm.

He shuts his eyes and grits his teeth.

She throws her head back and cries out.

He opens his eyes and his guts come out his mouth. The huge, thick, slimy teal rips through his torso and smashes out Laurens chest, taking her ribcage, intestines and left tit with it. Their eyes are rolled up in their sockets and the mutilated corpses are flung off the tail.

Three Aliens crawl through the floating blood and guts towards the airlock door. More follow. An armoured slew of crawling monsters.

Why Eric Red didn't get an Oscar for this I will never know. Actually I do know, it's because they never made his script because it's the worst piece of writing ever.

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Shouldn't you be, like, having sex with your wife if you're on your honeymoon?

Or something?

:(

What, for the entire two weeks, non-stop? The first week was a relaxing beach holiday in California, so I had plenty of time to write.

EDIT: Seeing the script above has worked well as my necessary weekly anti-self-doubt pill.

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That Red script's great, isn't it? I think this is my favourite part, though there are so many to choose from, especially in the succession of absurd climaxes:

The four sole survivors of the space station Sulaco walk the final feet to 
the silo. They are at the door to the silo and spaceship.

John Smith steps out from behind the silo.

Marys and Karens eyes pop out of their heads and his fifteen foot half
man, half Alien apparition, but hey only stare. Sam faces him, gazing up
at the mutation that blocks their way in to the silo. John rears high
above them, his four armoured arms reaching for them, his jackhammer jaws
punching in and out of the ragged wound that was his human mouth. His
eyes alone remain fully human. They swell with emotion, then they turn
murderous and Alien, then the emotion returns as his human nature fights
his Alien nature.

Sam stands in front of his brother, sister, and mother, He shakes his head
at John.

SAM
DDDDDAAAAAAADDDDDD!!!!
LET US BY!!! WE’LL DIIIEEEE!!!

The distorted, slimed, reconfigured face of his father shifts above the
arm our plated spine that juts out of his angled back. Blood drips form
the torn ruin of this throat. His eyes regard them. They are all perched
on the ledge of the steel support structure, the space station turning in
on itself fifty stories down. Huge fulgurations of fire surge up from the
bottom of the ship.

SAM
DDDDAAAAAAADDDD!!!!
WE HAVE TO GO NOW!!!!

John Smith, the hair on his domed forehead singing off, regards them.

CCCCRRRREEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKK!!!!! An ear-splitting sound of
tortured steel. The silo shears off from it’s foundation, dropping a
thirty feet.
It hangs suspended, the spaceship resting precariously above the bottom of
the space station, all fire and explosions. The launching ad has been
crushed, and the shuttlecraft no longer has its escape hatch. The Smith
family cannot reach it now.

SAM
NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

It is thirty feet from them, below.

A human tear spills from John Smiths eye. He reaches out and picks up Sam
with one hand. He lifts him off his feet. With the full extension of his
human Alien anatomy, John reaches across the open expanse between the
support structure and the silo, and sets Sam down by the spacecraft.

His son watches in stunned amazement as John Smith, with the last drops of
humanity in him, helps first his wife, then his daughter across to the
silo. He reaches out his hand and picks up Mark. The little boys face is
soaked with tears. Real tears pour from John Smiths face as he holds the
child near his mutated features. He looks at him one last time, then
places him down with the rest of his family.

JOHN SMITH
S-sssssssssss-sorry.

:(

Amazingly, an essence of that maudlin teenage emoto-guff made it into Resurrection. Astounding writing.

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EXT. ALIEN MOSQUITO – NIGHT

The insect is reforming as it flies, becoming half Alien, half Mosquito.
It’s stinger is like a hacksaw, it’s armoured, shingled body with is
plated wings resembling a miniaturized F-14 jet fighter.

It spots a Rooster down below on a fence.


EXT. FENCE – NORTH STAR – NIGHT

The Rooster doesn’t see the Alien Mosquito until the piledriver stinger in
plunged through its feathers. The Alien Mosquito latches it’s armoured
hooks into the poor bird, sucking out a lot of it’s blood, then yanking
out it’s dripping stinger and flying off.

The Rooster shivers, erupts. Feathers become scales. It’s beak becomes a
fanged trap as it staggers off the fence. The Alien Rooster then tries to
fly, but it resembles more a Pterodactyl now and it is too heavy and
anatomically awkward.

It crashlands into a body of weather. SPELASHING, struggling, it slowly
sinks below the surface.

THE CAMERA PULLS BACK to reveal a sign next tot he big water pool. It
reads, “North Star Reservoir. No swimming.”

Chilling stuff.

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INT. BARN – DUSK

The cow sits in it’s stall. It’s tail swipes at the mosquito and the
mosquito flies off. Karen walks into the barn with her pail. She sits by
the cow, near it’s udders. She wipes her hands and grabs ahold of two
udders.

The udder squirts acid.

The acid sizzles through the bottom of the bucket. Karen looks up as the
cow turns it’s head towards her. It opens it’s mouth and a strange set of
piledriver, fanged, jackhammer jaws snap at the girls chest. She falls
back as the animal emits an Alien, insectile mooo. Legs burst out the
side of it’s ribbed cage as it’s spine jerks and splits in showers of
blood and acid. IT rears up on six legs, moving towards Karen as she
clambers to her feet and runs screaming hysterically out of there. The
teenaged girl slams closed to door the barn. The Alien Cow hurls itself
against the door again and again.

Incredible.

:(

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This is the logline for my Alien Reboot project (which I named "Alien Rebirth" just a few hours before I heard the news of the Scotts' greenlight):

When a catastrophic engine failure forces the divided crew of a deep space terraforming mission to turn tail and limp home, they find that their progress towards a life-saving shortcut back to Earth is blocked by a mysterious and deadly alien vessel.

It was a character-based prequel with series continuity and a clever either/or for Sigourney Weaver's involvement... I can't tell you how pissed off I am. :(

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This is the logline for my Alien Reboot project (which I named "Alien Rebirth" just a few hours before I heard the news of the Scotts' greenlight):

When a catastrophic engine failure forces the divided crew of a deep space terraforming mission to turn tail and limp home, they find that their progress towards a life-saving shortcut back to Earth is blocked by a mysterious and deadly alien vessel.

It was a character-based prequel with series continuity and a clever either/or for Sigourney Weaver's involvement... I can't tell you how pissed off I am. :(

Is that what you do for a career? Did it really have a shot at being commissioned? I'm surprised you're annoyed really, as I think it was only a matter of time before they decided to make a new Alien film.

EDIT: Sorry if the above sounded harsh, I didn't mean it to.

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Is that what you do for a career? Did it really have a shot at being commissioned? I'm surprised you're annoyed really, as I think it was only a matter of time before they decided to make a new Alien film.

EDIT: Sorry if the above sounded harsh, I didn't mean it to.

I'm annoyed simply because I started writing it about two months too late. :(

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