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The slot is full of screens, I don’t know how to appreciate it.
Derick 2021-10-13 13:06:14
I can’t get any good comments from it just because it’s an alien prequel... Eighty or ninety years later, the weapons on Earth’s spacecraft are still muskets. Is it now for interstellar? Can only musketeers be sent? And any brain-dead who would just take off his helmet and breathe in an alien, not afraid of suffocation or infection? And can't it be completely ruined by taking out the abnormal tire? Just kill the poison? Feelings are prepared to kill the enemy at the beginning...but the screen and sound effects are definitely worth it, the plot......forgive me for not knowing how to appreciate the depth of this pretend but I can’t tell you why in the end. But there are too many points, and if you want to say something nice, it's too much like a navy...
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Vito 2021-10-20 18:59:10
The first half is fascinating. Except for those two scientists who are awkward and disgusting, people are looking forward to the following content, but the second half has too many thunderstorms and helpless (I had to eat a freshly bought pineapple bun). In short, if there is a sequel, I will continue to watch it. After all, there is almost nothing clear about this one.
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Abigale 2022-03-23 09:01:08
It's not scary or disgusting...
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Janek: You know, if you wanna get laid, you really don't have to pretend to be interested in the pyramid scan. I mean, you could just say, "Hey, I'm trying to get laid." Heh.
Meredith Vickers: I could. I could say that, right? But then it wouldn't make sense why I would fly myself half a billion miles from every man on Earth if I wanted to get laid, would it?
Janek: Hey, uh, Vickers. Hey, Vickers. I was wondering... Are you a robot?
Meredith Vickers: [scoffs] My room. Ten minutes.
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David: It must feel like your God abandoned you.
Elizabeth Shaw: What?
David: To lose Dr. Holloway after your father died under such similar circumstances. What was it that killed him? Ebola?
Elizabeth Shaw: How do you...? How do you know that?
David: I watched your dreams.