The problems with Prometheus are legion. And better itemized by others. It just astonishes me that a great director and couple really good writers (I’m not part of the Damon Lindelof of “Lost” fame lynch mob) could go so wrong. My only guess is that they ran out of time to fix the egregious plot black holes and the head scratching WTF moments.
I leave you with my favorite “sacrifice logic for gratuitous gore” moment.
Two scientists, lost and completely freaked out, retreat to the main Engineer ballroom. There they encounter some sort of phallic/vaginal have-we-left-out-any-genital-imagery snake/serpenty thing. So, what do they do?
They poke it. No, seriously. They poke it. Why? Who the hell knows. Guess what happens next…
Scientist splatter. Red goo city. Stupid, stupid scientists.
It’s quite an accomplishment when by the end the filmmakers have you rooting for the monsters to win.