Remember Alien? A particularly gory and violent science-fiction movie from the 1970s. It spawned a couple sequels, but the first was really gross.
So! Now Disney Corp., aided and abetted by Random House and Little Golden Books (what a disappointment! for shame!), next summer will release a children’s book, A Is For Alien, described as “a light-hearted re-imagining of the iconic movie.” How many cliches can they fit into one sentence?
By “children” they mean pre-schoolers.
That scene where the alien parasite tears its way out of John Hurt’s abdomen–think they’ll have that in the children’s book? And what’s next–a light-hearted re-imagining of Hannibal Lecter’s personal cookbook? All for the children, of course.
Man, there are air forces that drop fewer bombs than Disney.
While we snarl at each other, Disney, teachers’ unions, the Democrat Party, and all their friends are injecting poisons into our culture. I saw Alien in the theater: I like monster movies. But I wasn’t four years old at the time.
(“Yeahbut, yeahbut! It’s a book–it isn’t like the movie!”)
Are the groomers at Disney Corp. crazy… or do they know us better than we think? Heaven forbid the latter.