We are officially screwed. Anyone familiar with the basic plot mechanics of your average sci-fi thriller knew that, unless Alien was supposed to be a really short and uneventful movie, nothing good was going to come out of the fact that the world’s first facehugger detached itself from Kane’s face like it kind of just lost interest in what it was doing. Something wasn’t right, and that fact was demonstrated very quickly by one impatient little alien making a mess all over the space tupperware.

Personally, I thought the world had been adequately saved from any hint of an acid-blooded biomechanical apocalypse. Apparently not. Check it:

Holy shit, dudez. Truckhugger. We are doomed. Prepare yourself for SUVs everywhere to be popping out aliens in no time. Ripley is not helping this time around as she’s too busy whoring out my cinematic education to DirecTV. Wierzbowski may be our only hope. In any event, I’d recommend a full assault on SUVs commencing right the fuck now.