Toaster/VCR robot with crab claw deserves credit for being that and nothing else, no mystery necessary. Subplot: Romance unblossomed, italian style. Bad guy with a guy gets it big time (from the crab pincer). Guy has a poisonous snake for a pet but is afraid of giant cybernetic lobster with who is neither cunning nor extremely proficient with big claw unless you are kinda in his way, in which case, how could you not get hit? The thing is bigger than a truck. Kinda makes you wonder: Is the cyber lobster controlling the claw... or is the claw controlling the lobster? This is clearly a comment on our mindless consumerist culture, to which I take offense. We give you italians our Papa Johns recipes to make your pizzas better and these are the kind of dehumanizing allegories we get in return? So we're drudging, cannibalizing trash scavenging lobsters, huh? Is that how we shall sign the check? Jokes on you, we love this movie, and will watch it for many years to come. You didnt even need to write any dialogue, for it functions as a grotesque muted ballet, accompanied by The Best That I Could Offer at the Time: (Hits) By Phil Collins. I wear my sunglasses during these things.
Review of Alien from the Deep
