“Docile, Controllable, Self-Determined: ‘Species’ at 30”

“‘More docile and controllable, huh? I guess you guys don’t get out much.’

If a film exists that’s more existentially terrifying than 1995’s sci-fi horror Species to the popcorn muscled clowns and ungroomed pseudoscientists who make up the tentpoles to the manosphere, beleaguered by mommy issues as they are, studio genre cinema hasn’t produced it yet.”

It says a great deal about the manosphere that I’ll happy to go to bat reevaluating Species, a godawful relic of the 1990s and one of the worst Alien knock-offs genre cinema has produced, if it means I get to throw haymakers at Andrew Wilson at the same time. You can read the full piece over at Paste Magazine.

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