In Lower Hutt, No-One Can Hear You Scream

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

Today was "Alien: Romulus" day! Excitement was high! We were all very enthused by the trailer! It was just okay!

I mean. I did enjoy it. And it may be the 3rd best Alien film. But the bar is not exactly high. It was fun. There were some cool bits. 

But I missed Sigourney.

We went in a big gang of men. There was me, Tiger, Mo, Luke, Ryan*, Jefe and Manda and Maxine**. 

"That's a lot of men," said Olivia on Thursday. "I am worried about all that toxic masculinity. You might come back to us misogynistic and talking about motor bikes."

I reassured her. "Have you MET my male friends?" I asked. "We are all very metrosexual. I am more likely to come back to you with soup recipes."

It goes without saying that I am not transformed into an Alpha Male after the sausage-fest that was Alien: Romulus night. 

Maybe that is why I missed Sigourney. 

S.

* He's another BA, you have not met him before.
** His wife. I had not met her before.