Species (1995)

Josh:

A tiny germ of an interesting idea here, and an overqualified cast including baby Michelle Williams, and the same cinematographer who’d shot The Verdict, Prizzi’s Honor, and Speed, but the filmmakers seem more interested in getting Henstridge’s clothes off again and maybe squeezing in a car chase and a silly climactic big hunt, so it never even achieves the deeply flawed but still more interesting exploration of gender dynamics found in screenwriter Dennis Feltman’s debut, Just One of the Guys. ⏰⏰

Steph:

This movie is so dumb that I was definitely rooting for the gorgeous blonde alien creature to mate repeatedly so that she and her offspring would kill everyone and I wouldn’t have to sit through anymore ridiculous dialogue—“let go, motherfucker”—and the somewhat psychic empath character was the stupidest with his whole “she went this way, wait, no, that way!” bullshit, but I did enjoy the hilarity of assuming that assigning the alien female rather than male at birth would make it more “docile and controllable,” so maybe there’s something going on under the surface here, and if that’s the case, someone please tell me what the fuck it is. ⏰⏰