Alien is a 1979 film directed by Ridley Scott. The story was created by Ronald Shusett, also known for Total Recall. The screenplay is by Dan O’Bannon, also known for The Return of the Living Dead.
Ridley Scott is an interesting case, because he also directed one of my favourite films of all time, Thelma & Louise, which is… very different. (Or is it?)
More than any other ALIEN movie, David Fincher’s ALIEN 3 is aware of Ripley’s existence as a woman, and the unique and universal horrors that come with the territory of inhabiting a woman’s body.Women, Aliens, and Dangerous Things: Female Bodies in Alien 3 by Sarah Welch-Larson
What story function do aliens play?
Many commentators have said that aliens in modern stories equal the fairies of yesteryear: Aliens channel our biggest fears and desires. If an actual alien watched one of Earth’s alien films, they would also have excellent insight into our beliefs and disbeliefs.
The crew of a commercial spacecraft encounter a deadly lifeform after investigating an unknown transmission.
Forget the logline. Alien has one of the best taglines in the history of movies:
In space no one can hear you scream.
Alien was released two years after the first Star Wars movie, and I wonder if that ‘There’s no sound in space, actually’ tagline came as a response to Star Wars superfan pedantry. Star Wars, (in)famously, features myriad sound effects to accompany its outer space dogfight scenes. Fans of mimesis who glossed over other improbabilities were saying, “But space is a vacuum! There’s no sound in space” This hollering even gave rise to theories about how physics works in the Star Wars universe, including how sound might work. It tires me.
SETTING OF ALIEN
The distant future.
a story’s length through time. Maybe it takes place over a year, cycling through each season. Maybe it takes place over 24 hours.
Outer space. A long way from Earth. We know this, because the characters have frozen themselves.
Audiences have no real concept of the vastness of space, so the arena doesn’t require further specification.
The space ship is manmade, with technology that is still nowhere near existing, even in 2022.
Planets. One of the crew members refers to a planet pejoratively as a ‘ball’, which is wonderful. In any workplace, workers create their own ‘familects’. Sharing the same language helps us work better together. It is completely believable that people sent into space would create their own shared dialect like this.
To call a planet a ‘ball’ is also to minimise it. Not only does workplace specific slang terminology create verisimilitude of a workplace, it also shows the audience that these people have ‘seen it all before’. They go to new planets, collect mineral resources, bring it back to Earth. The Black guy is constantly chewing gum or eating. Others are constantly smoking. In error they think there’s nothing to see here. They disregard protocol. They will, of course, pay for this error.
Much of the film feels like it is set underwater. Basically, a story set in space equals a story set underwater. Both are ‘alien’ environments, unsuited to human life. Characters must wear costumes which support life. (Generally this is a bubble over the head.) Without gravity, characters float in space as they would underwater.
Although artists depicting underwater scenes use a wide variety of hues (other than blue), the archetypal ‘underwater colour’ is blue. Hence, cinematographers generally make an underwater world which is not actually underwater look blue.
When adults enter bodies of water in stories, this frequently evokes the symbolism around motherhood and birth. Water as amniotic fluid. Anagnorisis as rebirth, etcetera. So it is here. It’s not subtle; the ship is literally called Mother.
Keeping with the mother theme, the alien life form is about to utilise human bodies as hosts for its own incubation and procreation purposes.
Then there’s the insect symbolism. Oh boy. Brilliantly, Alien interweaves a 1970s concept of computers with the chirruping of insects. My earliest interactions with a computer happened on an Amstrad. It was four years older than this one below. (That creamy, fawn colour is straight out of Alien, right?) The MIDI muzak that came out of these machines was quite something. As kids we thought it was great. The incessant chirruping meant ‘games’. But sit me down and make me play half an hour of Space Invaders today? I’d go mad. Alien utilises that classic MIDI sound and incorporates it into the soundscape, alongside extradiegetic orchestral music we associate with mid-century films.
There’s a definite ‘insectoid’ feel to the MIDI sounds of yesteryear. The Alien itself is inspired by Earth insects. For horror inspo, go no further than a David Attenborough insect documentary. Insects which lay their eggs inside other creatures exist.
But let’s go even further with the insect symbol web, the imagistic pattern, or whatever you prefer to call it. The space ship itself is filled with creepy corridors.
The Gothic novelists utilised these creepy corridors in their Gothic mansions. Go further back, the Ancient Greeks created a symbolic labyrinth with a Minotaur at its centre. But we can get even more primal than that. These corridors are intestinal. What collocates with ‘intestinal’? Worms. At any given time, we all have worms. It’s only when the parasitic loading gets out of balance, or we get a particularly nasty worm that we now ‘Have Worms’. We always have worms. We have co-evolved with them, and actually, we need them. Not enough worms? This opens us up to inflammatory bowel disease and Chrohn’s. A womb is a sterile place. Yet eventually all of us must enter the dirty world, away from the sterility of the Mother ship, and find our own way to co-exist with the dirty and often outright disgusting reality that is life.
Like any good space story, Alien is not a hypothetical story concerning outer space, but is rather a story of familiar Earth-bound commensality.
The space ship is a controlled environment. However, the eggs are incubated in a place which reminds the human visitors of ‘the tropics’. It is hot and humid. This foreshadows the reality that we’re about to encounter biological life, in which incubation works as it does for reptiles and birds here on Earth.
TECHNOLOGY CRUCIAL TO THIS PARTICULAR STORY
Amazingly, for a film released in 1979, the main thing that dates the story is the CRT monitors and the 8 bit font on the screens. But we can almost handwave that one away by imagining a corporation which doesn’t spend money updating its equipment.
Then there are the walls of toggle switches, which have gone the way of the dodo. Ripley has memorised exactly what each (unlabelled) switch does, and knows exactly which combination to turn on and off. These toggle switches cater to the 1979 audience conceptualisation of computers, which work in binary. When Ripley communicates with Mother (the ship) she is communicating in binary by switching those toggle switches on or off.
Ripley’s memorisation of this rote task is an interesting insight into 1970s skillsets. Much is required of contemporary workers, but memorising long strings of binary is not one of them. This change in brainwork applies to many, many jobs: Checkout operators are no longer required to memorise prices, for instance. Computers have taken on these basic memorisation tasks for us.
So it’s not really the tech itself which dates this story, but the way the humans interact with it. Added to that, it was inconceivable in 1979 that people would no longer be permitted to smoke at work. This is the most jarringly 1970s thing to me.
Back to the technology of Mother, this entire space ship feels clunky. (It’s sure not aerodynamic.)
To enter this space is to descend upon that old shopping mall at the struggling end of town, which you know felt glamorous once, but which has not been updated in decades.
The space ship is basically an Earth-bound sea ship, only in space. There’s even a cat. Why would they take a cat into space? Although Ripley has bonded with this cat, I put it to you that the cat’s main job is to do the work of a mouser. Without a mouser, they’re all in trouble. Perhaps my mind is going there because, here in in Australia, we endure a massive mouse problem whenever there’s not a drought. On board the space ship of Alien, the entire crew will be put to sleep for months on end. Here’s what you don’t want: one pregnant stowaway mouse. By the time you wake up, the entire ship is covered in mice, Pied Piper style. That’s if you even wake up. Mice love to chew through electrical cords. Once they’ve chewed through your entire food supply, they’d definitely get started on Mother’s cords, until Mother is nothing but a dead vessel floating through space forever, with slowly thawing human bodies adding to the stench of a carpet of dead mice. With nobody there to smell them.
But that would be an entirely different sort of movie.
LEVEL OF CONFLICT
The conflict is pretty basic. We have a sociopathic alien life form who doesn’t care about the humanity of its invaders.
Any story like this requires some conflict between the ‘family’ (or in this case the crew members.)
Alien emulates workmate relationships really well, I feel. These people feel like workmates. They don’t feel like family, they don’t feel like friends. They’re here to do a job. I also appreciate that there’s no romantic subplot. With two women on board and five men, okay, four men and one ‘man’, this film could have taken a completely different direction. There’s no sexual tension either, which is refreshing.
That said, the script requires that Sigourney Weaver undresses near the end, in an oft-seen trope in which a woman gets down to her underwear before realising there’s a predator ‘in the house’. The men were wearing nappies, basically, in line with the mothering symbolism.
So why the hell isn’t Weaver wearing nappies? Doesn’t she get to be a baby, too? Nope. Weaver’s character was everyone’s ship mother, and before a woman gets to be a mother, she will be seen as attractive, or at least as someone to overpower. Weaver’s plumber’s-crack Brazilian briefs take us out of the story by appealing to voyeurism. In Hollywood, no buff female body remains clothed without disappointing audience expectations.
The space-underwear scene was replicated much later in Gravity, when Sandra Bullock is also required to strip down to her smalls. (Gravity is a granddaughter of Alien, but with a strong Christian ethos running through.)
THE EMOTIONAL LANDSCAPE
I appreciate that the characters arrive on stage in statu nascendi (without back story). Contrast with Gravity, in which Sandra Bullock’s character has that old chestnut given to female characters who are doing important work: She has lost a child. I swear, mothers who have lost their children are as common in Hollywood as orphans in American children’s literature. Why does this trope annoy me so much? Because it feels to me like, no matter what else a woman does, if she is not a mother this must be lampshaded somehow, because women are naturally mothers. So the only way to make a childfree woman relatable is to make her a woman who made the ‘correct’ choice to become a mother, but who tragically lost a child, through no fault of her own.
In this respect, Alien borrows flat characterisation from the long tradition of cosmic horror.
Of course, backstory is never interesting unless it’s ironic, meaning, it’s not what we’d expect. If we give it any thought at all, we can deduce these people live for their work. They wouldn’t have their own families. This would be impossible, since everyone they knew on Earth would have already died, by dint of living a normal human lifespan on Earth time, without ever being frozen. These characters are like the time-unbound characters out of Isaac Asimov’s The End Of Eternity.
Anyway, back story isn’t useful when you hope the audience will psychologically board the space ship and put themselves in the position of the characters. These characters are the Every Person by design.
In the specific context of this film, these people are workmates, and how much do we know about our workmates anyway? Sometimes not very much. On top of that, the characters will be picked off one by one. We know that as soon as the first guy gets creatured right in the face. This is a horror, not a tragedy. The audience isn’t supposed to feel for the people who die.
However, we are supposed to root for Ripley. Let’s take a closer look at how the scriptwriters and actors helped the audience to:
- Understand that we’re supposed to like and root for Ripley
- Understand that everyone else is expendable, don’t even worry about it.
STORY STRUCTURE OF ALIEN
Watching Alien today, this story feels like a run-of-the-mill Final Girl plot. We must respect the storytelling and remember, Alien was ground-breaking in its day.
Ripley is one of the first Strong Female Characters (TM) to appear on the big screen. How do we know to root for her?
- She is always calm and collected. Unfortunately for feminism, a contrastive ‘hysterical’ woman has been written into the script. Hollywood requires someone to cry and scream whenever shit goes down, and that soundtrack comes from the weaker woman, who looks constantly on the verge of crying. I mean, I don’t blame her. I wouldn’t be entirely happy either. Since audiences will compare like with like (men against men, women against women), there’s more than one token woman for a reason.
- The actor who plays Ripley is good looking. An evergreen Hollywood shortcut to empathy, predicated upon the audience cognitive bias of lookism.
- Ripley cares for her crew. She is also good at her job, which I guess is to do with compliance. She has read the manual and knows that hand-face guy isn’t meant to come back onto the ship for at least 24 hours, in case he kills them all. Ripley predicts this will happen and it turns out she’s right. We like people who are right.
- She tells some guys (who deserve it) to fuck off. Well, they don’t actually hear her. That’d be a bridge too far for a 1970s audience. But we know she thinks it, and an audience can broadly relate to the impulse.
Since Ripley has no backstory, she doesn’t have any interesting ghost or flaw or whatever, and she doesn’t really treat anyone else badly. In fact, she’ll even (literally) Save The Cat. In short, she’s not an especially interesting character. That’s okay, because the alien and the high-production values feel interesting and novel to a 1979 audience.
Ripley would like to get everyone back to Earth safely.
The corporation who owns Mother has written some code into the ship which prioritises scientific progress over individual human lives. I’m sure we could go deep into the ethics of this, and relate it back to reproductive rights. I mean, that’s turned out to be a freakin evergreen topic.
Basically, the seven crew members of this ship are required to investigate potential extra-terrestrial life forms, otherwise they don’t get paid. Ah, worker rights. Another evergreen topic. (Are these workers in a union? Are unions even a thing in the distant future?)
So, the corporation is a relatable opponent. Moving on to the science fiction opponent. The Alien. When we first meet this thing, it is an egg. Not scary, yet.
When this guy taps the egg, he is Pandora, opening Pandora’s Box, unleashing evil into the world. Like Pandora, he is obliged to. If you’ve only ever read bowdlerised versions of Pandora and her box, you may feel that Pandora was an idiot. In the much earlier Greek mythology, Pandora was used as a tool, just as this guy is used as a tool (for the corporation). Long story short, Pandora is used to trick the hapless Epithemeus as the box, actually the jar, is used to trick him. Important point: Pandora was tricked into unleashing evil into the world… though she still copped the blame, of course.
When we next see the Alien, it is highly reminiscent of a human hand and it has glommed onto the guy’s face. Later, after Ripley expels the thing from the smaller space ship out into the void, it refuses to die (like a typical horror villain) and it’s definitely in the shape of a human. I am told by someone who is a big Alien fan that in later movies, it becomes clear that the alien takes on some of the genes of its host. If it looks like a hand right now, I’m guessing that’s because the guy first tapped it with his own human hand?
More to the point, the human hand is a wonderfully horrific thing.
Crew members each have their own ideas about what should be done. They never learn to come together as one. The alien picks them off, independently from each other. This is their punishment. Hollywood is ultimately conservative. Always follow protocols, it is telling us. “Safety guides exist for your own protection.” This message is (blessedly) muddied a little by the fact that had they refused to follow corporate orders and investigate the lifeform in the first instance, they’d have avoided the whole sorry mess. The more complicated message, then, is this: If you’re going to break rules, break them big.
Most of the plan has been carried out before the film begins. The crew have collected valuable resources from a distant planet. Now they’re returning to Earth with the goods. But their plan has been interrupted. It takes a while for them (and us) to understand that they are in fact still ten months away from Earth. This upsets some of them. The Black guy is especially incensed. They need to be paid extra for this, dammit.
THE BIG STRUGGLE
The alien can’t be killed. It is the ultimate lifeform. It has acid instead of blood, can adapt and thrive in brand new environments, it rapidly gets bigger in size, it has TWO SETS OF TEETH (Frank Sinatra voice: That’s a moray).
The majority of the film involves the villain (alien) on ship, and the fight to get rid of it.
Another film with a very similar plot: Dead Calm (1989). Dead Calm is based on a 1963 novel by Charles Williams. There’s nothing new about this plot. It’s all in the execution. Despite being made 10 years later, Dead Calm is a much less woman friendly story than Alien.
A run-of-the-mill plot will require some interesting reveals.
The big reveal in this story, apart from the unfolding terror of the alien: One of the crew members turns out to be an android.
Connecting to the whole mother symbolism thing, he is filled with a white synthetic fluid which puts us in mind of milk. The creators of Westworld utilised this imagery (and also this reveal) decades later.
See: Milk In Westworld at the Fandom Wiki
Ripley eventually understands that she’s the only one left alive, and barely at that, so she will have to blow up the entire ship. (She does save the cat, in line with her empathetic characterisation.)
But does Ripley learn anything about herself? Not really. She’s a flat character.
The audience learns that this creature won’t quit. Humans aren’t suited to existing in space, and that there could be life out there, and horrors we cannot begin to imagine.
Ripley has saved her own life, for now. This is just as well, because she has to appear in subsequent movies, too.
Although the alien creature is clearly bound by the limitations of animatronics, the terrifying character design remains terrifying. A much more recent horror film such as The Ritual (2017) features a horrific creature with similarities to the alien of the Alien franchise, notably in the creepiness of its hands.
(Sub)text podcast episode: Sex and Tech in “Alien” by Ridley Scott