Made in 1985 – six years after my iconic template – I’m the poor man’s Alien.
But there’s more to me than kick-ass heroines & drooling monsters. I also copied Alien‘s love of Freudian imagery. I’ve got a naked, bleeding temptress; a corpse in the closet & a West German sexual assailant.
But my most poignant feature is one I share with the larger horror genre: putting you in the shoes of a herbivore. If you’re scared of being hunted down or trapped in someone’s larder, imagine a day in the life of a rabbit.
With my name stolen by 2011’s Creature and starting with the letter “C,” I am … ?