yes, the devious and gorgeous science officer ash listens, his face inscrutible, as kane relates his '...horrible dream about...smothering.' kane drinks a few cups of water, ash drinks endless cups of milk. i don't have too much poetic to say about this shot, other than this entire movie has me by the 'cult' throat, and won't let go. hey, you wanna hear something really 'fan' ridiculous? my friend belinda brought me over an assortment of scented candles to choose from as a housewarming gifts, and i secretly chose the one i imagined ash's cologne smells like. yeah, i'm totally insane. insane-in-love with ian holm, that is.
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