The basic premise of the movie is how a group of young hipsters struggles for survival after aliens attack the Los Angeles area. It becomes evident that winning the war is not likely especially after the military nukes one of the mother ships with no lingering after-effects.
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In the movie, the action closes with the aliens continuing to rampage across the countryside while the surviving young hipsters continue against the odds to fight to the end. When that pivotal moment comes for us (God forbid that it happens in our lifetimes) whether it's war, alien attack, worldwide pandemic, supervolcano, or whatever, what will we do?
Oh, I think I know this one: the germs will get the aliens.
What's with this fear of invasion? This seems to be a fairly recent thing. In the old movies the aliens are often symbolic in someway: perhaps the human potential for the good, perhaps utopia. Now aliens, for all their technological superiorities, are portrayed as these savages bent on the destruction of mankind.
I also noticed people worrying about real invasions. They tend to say that American gun ownership will solve the problem. Somehow they forget that we have the most powerful military in the world. Some home defense rifles won't work as well as those billions of dollars we've been pouring into the military, or so I hope.
Is it because society has evolved so much that the individual no longer feels he has any contribution to make? Before, if your typewriter breaks, you stand a chance of fixing it if you're handy with a screwdriver. Now if your laptop screen cracks in half, the only thing to do is to buy a new computer. Likewise, individual valor can't do as much as nuclear bombs. Have we become really small, insignificant people, through no fault of our own? Is this what bugs people?
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