After a long day of rat-killing—running errands, knocking out chores and generally getting things done, for those of you who aren’t familiar with the Southern idiom—I kicked back in the recliner and rewatched the 1979 Alien last night, the whole thing in 4K, and found myself almost giddy at how beautiful it still is. AfterContinueContinue reading “Jettisoning The Nostromo Files, or: How I Learned to Stop Obsessing and Love “Alien””