I was really hoping for the musical. When I first heard, "My Chest is Bursting with Xenomorphs," duet I was hooked.
Ash: Wouldya like seconds?
Kane: No, one face-hugger will do.
Ash: I meant dinner, ya sinner.
Kane: oh, that's comin up now too.
I'm feelin queasy, uneasy
Ash: Tube down your throat
Kane: A little bit a-sleazy
Ash: Musta been that genetic parasite stew
Kane: Now ya tell me, what ya tryin to sell me...
Ash: As baby pops your sternum in two.
And then the release of the moody, "Hey! You! Don't Stick Your Head in that Egg," took me back to 1960s with its Sinatra-esque nearly-spoken-word moodiness.
Dallas: Hey! *horns* You! *horns* Don't stick your Head in that egg!
I shouldn't havvvvve to beg. And after all that I've said.
Crew! Say What????
Dallas: I said, Hey! *horns* You *horns* noggin' outta dat thing, don't know wherei its been, shall I shout or just sing...
I know what you're thinking, we all kept convincing ourselves that a project THIS full of talent could not fail.
And then Ripley's theme...
Single mom amongst the stars!
Battling enemies, human...
and from afar!
I blew up the ship, on my very first trip!
But it hid on the shuttle, under the bar.
We can only hope SOMEONE picks up this project and spends MILLIONS of other people's dollars so that it can go directly to VHS.