Wish it was a bit funnier, but I still enjoy Wes Anderson’s period of aggressively telling you where you are in the story via title card.

As the Alien franchise has become a mess (odds on a Xenomorph in that new Predator movie seem non-zero), Resurrection looks better and better.
From the cinematographer of Seven comes a French Alien movie that broaches genetics, the thing Ridley Scott would insist the franchise is about (with some black goo). It also has humor that works?
Aging with this franchise means eventually recognizing this is the third best Alien film.