Title Menu: 10 Minutes from Prometheus
“The trick, William Potter, is not minding that it hurts.”–T. E. Lawrence to William Potter in the film Lawrence of Arabia
A crewmember: No radio, no heat source.The slovenly biologist: Nobody’s home.David: There is nothing in the desert and no man needs nothing.
When David is asked where the line comes from, he replies, enigmatically, “Just something from a film I like.” We know that the film is Lawrence of Arabia, and that David has modeled his appearance after Peter O’Toole’s. David is a robot.
Dr. Shaw: What are you doing David?David: I am attempting to open the doorDr. Shaw: Wait, we don’t know what’s on the other side.[The door opens.]David: Whoops. Sorry.
David works for his creator, Peter Weyland, CEO of Weyland Corporation, who claims he funded the trip to meet his maker and get answered the fundamental questions “where do we come from” and “what is our purpose.” His motivations are not scientific.Nor are Dr. Shaw and Dr. Holloway’s. The trip to LV223 is a pilgrimage. Science is merely along for the ride.When the door opens, Dr. Shaw, et al, are distracted by the well-preserved head of the dead astronaut, and do not immediately notice the great stone head that dominates the room.7) 47:19 In a laboratory aboard the Prometheus, Dr. Shaw and Dr. Ford (medical officer) examine the alien astronaut’s head. When the head shows signs of cellular activity, Dr. Shaw says, “I think we can trick the nervous system into thinking it’s still alive.”Why trick the head of a being you think might have had a hand in creating you to think it is still alive? To ask it questions.In the film The Thing That Couldn’t Die, the head of a long-buried warlock is able to control the people who unearth it with its mind.From the awe inspired by the great stone head of a god to the horror of a reanimated and rapidly putrefying (“Oh God the smell!”) head of flesh.Why are gods immortal? Because we are not.
D: Why do you think your people made me?H: We made you ‘cause we could.D: Can you imagine how disappointing it would be to hear the same thing from your creator?H: [Laughs] I guess it’s a good thing you can’t be disappointed.D: Yes. It’s wonderful, actually. May I ask you something? How far would you go to get what you came here all this way for, your answers, what would you be willing to do?H: Anything and everything.D: That’s worth drinking to, I’d imagine.[David hands Dr. Holloway a drink.]H: Here’s mud in your eye.
What Dr. Holloway doesn’t know is that David spiked his drink with a little—I dunno what it’s called, the black goo he found preserved in a canister he surreptitiously retrieved from room occupied by the stone head.David asks Dr. Holloway permission to spike the drink—albeit, indirectly. If Dr. Holloway would do “anything” to find his answers, that would include allowing himself to be infected with genetic material made by one of his makers, in the hope that it will grow an answer. Demons often need to get permission to act, as they are in the employ of the Devil or are at least subject to supernatural law. The vampire must be invited before it can enter and destroy. David’s not a demon, of course. He is more free than a demon. There is no god for David to worry about, because he knows his makers.Maybe I do know what the black goo is called. It’s mud.9) 1:22:34 Dr. Shaw, who is barren, is pregnant. “It’s not exactly a traditional fetus,” David says. She tells David that, “I want it out of me. I want it out. Get it out of me.” David refuses her request—his goal is to freeze her and bring her and the things in her uterus back to earth. She violently defends her right to choose what is and isn’t done to her body, and gets herself to the med-pod she saw in Vicker’s quarters. When she tells the pod, “I need cesarean” the pod replies (with a woman’s voice), “Error. This med-pod is calibrated for male patients only….” Dr. Shaw is again refused an abortion.A woman’s right to choose, that is, a woman’s right to terminate a pregnancy, that is, a woman’s right to control her own destiny regardless of her ability to reproduce, is a central theme in the third Alien film. The Weyland Company wants an alien brought back for its potential military use, so Ripley has been impregnated (raped) with an alien parasite. She is trapped on an all-male penal colony that has developed into a cult. When she finds out she is carrying a baby she doesn’t want, she asks to die, but is told she cannot. She must fight for the right, against aliens, religious fanatics, and the Company, who all want her live not for her own sake, but as a human incubator.Dr. Shaw works within the limitations presented to her by the med-pod and requests, “Surgery, abdominal, penetrating injuries, foreign body, initiate.” This request is granted, and a sort-of self surgery is performed, removing the proto-alien fetus.10) 1:39:40 David speaks to a god in its own language, a trick it does not appreciate. The god—called throughout the film not “god” but “engineer”—twists David’s head off, knocks Weyland to the ground with it, then drops it. Weyland, with his dying breath utters, “There’s nothing.” David’s head, still very much alive, replies, “I know. Have a good journey, Mr. Weyland.”Later, David’s head is collected by the fanatical Dr. Shaw, so he might help her continue her quest to know who made her, why, and why they hate her. David questions this and Dr. Shaw dismisses his inability to appreciate why she wants her questions answered by saying, “Well, I guess that’s because I’m a human being and you’re a robot.”Once again, she is made to look noble, and David to look pathetic, but she, like Dr. Holloway, like Weyland, fails to consider her role in David’s creation, and that he is both not a human being and not a robot, but a being with motivations all his own.____Adam Golaski is the author of Color Plates and Worse Than Myself and the editor of The Problem of Boredom In Paradise: Selected Poems By Paul Hannigan. His poetry has appeared in a number of journals including 1913: A Journal of Forms (#6), Moonlit, Little Red Leaves, word for/word, and LVNG. Adam blogs at Little Stories.