There's this impulse among many contemporary fiction writers to imply there's a "dead" universe out there, and to me it's both lazy (they don't have to think of convincing or at least fun aliens) and it panders to colonial mindsets about everything out there just being resource nodes to tap while Hans Zimmer BWAAAAAAAAAAMS are going off.
So fuck that. I prefer aliens in my fiction. Learn to share, or at least to behave, o whiteys on the moon.
The Aliens franchise did that, but then it got lazy and made the universe tiny and had Original Synthetic Do Not Steal be responsible for annihilating the Engineers and making the Xenomorphs.
There's this impulse among many contemporary fiction writers to imply there's a "dead" universe out there, and to me it's both lazy (they don't have to think of convincing or at least fun aliens) and it panders to colonial mindsets about everything out there just being resource nodes to tap while Hans Zimmer BWAAAAAAAAAAMS are going off.
So fuck that. I prefer aliens in my fiction. Learn to share, or at least to behave, o whiteys on the moon.
they could at least give us some spooky space ruins to wax existential about
The Aliens franchise did that, but then it got lazy and made the universe tiny and had Original Synthetic Do Not Steal be responsible for annihilating the Engineers and making the Xenomorphs.