It's 1992 and I'm 17 years old and the teaser trailer for David Fincher's continuation of Twentieth Century Fox's Alien franchise has me busting my guts in almost painful anticipation... I'm disappointed, of course. Just about everyone is. People hate this film. People hate the fact that Fincher's Alien 3 begins with the undignified deaths of beloved characters from James Cameron's triumphant Aliens (1986). I don't. I love this. I think it's courageous and sissyphean and European. People hate Sigourney Weaver with a shaven head. I don't. I think Ripley has never been more beautiful, more butch, more frail, more feminine, more Ripley - and my longstanding teenage crush on Sigourney Weaver gets a little more complicated. No, I'm disappointed by Alien 3 because the plot has a massive hole in it, because the film's inciting incident is a cheat, because they've tacked a film distin...