The science fiction, horror, futuristic art film. Who would have thought? Ridley Scott’s fundamental must see of all mentioned genres delivers on all fronts to create a shockingly, heart poundingly satisfying film experience. Tom Skerritt is Dallas, the captain of the commercial ship Nostromo on its way home when it receives a distress call. Upon inspection of said signal, an alien life form hatches and attaches itself to one of the crew (a pitch perfect John Hurt), but when the alien releases itself and everything seems to go back to normal, Scott unleashes one of the classic shockers in film history. Now it’s up to Ripley (Sigourney Weaver, one of the baddest asses in sci-fi) and the crew to protect themselves and kill the alien before it kills them. Marvelous performances by Harry Dean Stanton, Yaphet Kotto, Ian Holm, Weaver, Skerritt and Hurt only add to the richness of a genre defying film, a film that begs to be analyzed and interpreted with every viewing. And also scary as all get out.