Aliens
Po 57 latach dryfowania w przestrzeni kosmicznej oficer Ellen Ripley (Sigourney Weaver) zostaje odnaleziona. Na stacji dowiaduje się, że "firma" wysłała dużą grupę kolonistów na planetę, z której załoga Nostromo wniosła na pokład obcego. Przerażona próbuje interweniować, jednak bez skutku, gdyż nikt jej nie wierzy. Kiedy wydaje się, że wszystko wraca do normy, z bazy osadników przestają nadchodzić wiadomości. Oficer Ripley wyrusza wraz z oddziałem komandosów i pracownikiem "firmy" na planetę. To, co tam zastają, nie śniło im się w najgorszych koszmarach...
HaHaHarvey44 reviewed
8 maja 2025•
Aliens is what happens when a director with talent takes the wheel from a director with talent and decides to melt your face off with sci-fi action glory. James Cameron ditches the slow-burn vibes of Alien and turns the sequel into a full-blown war zone, loaded with pulse rifles, acid blood, and enough tension to snap Bishop in half.
Sigourney Weaver absolutely owns it as Ripley, evolving from survivor to flamethrower-wielding space mum in one of the best action performances ever. The marines? Walking clichés, and I loved every one of them. The practical effects still hold up better than most CGI garbage today, and the pacing is so tight it could choke a Xenomorph.
It’s loud, it’s intense, and it’s smarter than it has any right to be. One of the few sequels that doesn’t just match the original, it body-slams it into a core reactor overload.
It’s one of the greatest sequels of all time. And every time I watch it, I’m reminded what real filmmaking looks like, before everything got buried under a mountain of franchise fatigue, cinematic universes, and the burning desire to suck the soul out of every IP.
HaHaHarvey44 reviewed
8 maja 2025•
Aliens is what happens when a director with talent takes the wheel from a director with talent and decides to melt your face off with sci-fi action glory. James Cameron ditches the slow-burn vibes of Alien and turns the sequel into a full-blown war zone, loaded with pulse rifles, acid blood, and enough tension to snap Bishop in half.
Sigourney Weaver absolutely owns it as Ripley, evolving from survivor to flamethrower-wielding space mum in one of the best action performances ever. The marines? Walking clichés, and I loved every one of them. The practical effects still hold up better than most CGI garbage today, and the pacing is so tight it could choke a Xenomorph.
It’s loud, it’s intense, and it’s smarter than it has any right to be. One of the few sequels that doesn’t just match the original, it body-slams it into a core reactor overload.
It’s one of the greatest sequels of all time. And every time I watch it, I’m reminded what real filmmaking looks like, before everything got buried under a mountain of franchise fatigue, cinematic universes, and the burning desire to suck the soul out of every IP.
