Having located the colonists through transmitters that confirm they’ve been huddled together in one single area of the complex, the Marines resolve to guns that are roll-in and save a single day. What they find, however, are walls enveloped with cocoon-like resin and inside colonists who act as hosts to alien Facehuggers. At one time, the attack that is aliens, caught off guard, the Marine’s numbers are cut down seriously to a few. By the right time they escape, their shootout has caused a reactor leak which will detonate in a number of hours. Panicked, outnumbered, outgunned, and today out of time, the few survivors huddle together, section themselves off, and try to devise an idea. To flee, they have to manually fly down a dropship from the Sulaco. But while the coolant tower fails on the complex’s reactor, the entire site slowly goes to hell and can soon detonate in a thermonuclear explosion. Plus the aliens that are persistent stop trying to enter the Marines’ defenses. If alien creatures and an enormous blast are not enough, there’s also Burke’s attempt to impregnate Ripley and Newt as alien hosts, leading to a sickening corporate betrayal. All these elements builds with unnerving pressure that leaves the audience totally twisting and absorbed internally.
Until the final thirty minutes of Aliens, the creatures, now dubbed “xenomorphs” (a name produced by the director’s boyhood short, Xenogenesis), seem almost circumstantial. In a final assault, their swarms have reduced the human crew down to Ripley, Hicks, and Bishop, and they’ve got captured Newt for cocooning. Ripley must search after she rips the child from a prison of spindly webbing, she rushes headlong into the egg-strewn lair of the Queen, an immense creature excreting eggs from its oozing ovipositor for her alone, and. (más…)