It has been years since I saw a movie in the theatre. But Steven Spielberg’s Disclosure Day, premiering earlier this month, was a must see because it’s about aliens among us. And while there are apparently far too many moviegoers who are heedlessly and haplessly bashing this blockbuster, I have a different take entirely.
Did Disclosure Day cover everything I hoped it would, like the Holloman Landing in Alamogordo, New Mexico in 1964? Not directly, but it certainly didn’t shy away from the Roswell Crash of 1947, and it did not disappoint.
In fact, it was highly intense for those of us not expecting something along the lines of a typical Hollywood remake of Independence Day, though one person in yesterday’s local MUFON meeting suggested the aliens looked too much like ET from Spielberg’s E.T the Extra-Terrestrial. However, I just looked up that 1982 movie for a refresher and they really didn’t.
Yet, even if the aliens did resemble E.T., why wouldn’t they? How do we know they aren’t accurate renditions of extraterrestrial beings?
As an aside, I feel vindicated that extraterrestrial is no longer a hyphened word. Because the same thing happened to me after I wrote my first Other Worldly novel, whereupon the word overlords decided that other-worldly were no longer two words hyphened but would henceforth be one word. So much for my OW acronym, damn it, not that I let it stop me in the next six books and counting.
But back to the senseless bashing of aliens depicted in Disclosure Day. Specifically a Bluesky post from a male about how he liked Spielberg, but this movie was “a miss.” Replies included one dude saying, “I laughed when I saw the aliens,” while another claimed, “The aliens were so bad.”
I refrained from responding to their gobsmacking hubris, but I would love ask these blowhards: Are you yourself an alien or have you seen many aliens? Such that you would know more about how they look than Spielberg who has actual advisors on the set of his alien movies who do have expertise the subject? How are aliens supposed to look in your mere casual-commentator opinion?
Deliver me from those who believe that being on social media makes them qualified to espouse on everything from law to medicine, and who now apparently think they know more about making alien films than Steven Spielberg, who also made Close Encounters of the Third Kind, thank you very much.
Plus, these younger men totally missed the point of Disclosure Day, not surprisingly. Because empathy and listening to others are apparently difficult concepts to grasp for the sniveling privileged of the USA. Or at least that’s what my pals the Greens might communicate in my OW novels.
Because, as in Disclosure Day, aliens aren’t necessarily the bad guys in my books so much as extraterrestrial entities trying to tell us humans to not be stupid. Yet another comparison I feel vindicated by.
However, to avoid engaging in outright spoilers for those who plan to see this movie but haven’t yet, I will simply mention several huge pluses for me in Disclosure Day that seemed to mirror either my personal philosophy and/or that espoused in my OW novels.
First, the use of animals in connection to aliens. In the movie it’s initially a red cardinal as opposed to hummingbirds or roadrunners. And then there were deer and wolves, reminiscent of Native American animal totems, which was downright uncanny. Humans becoming mesmerized by staring into the eyes of these animals also offered a direct connection to remove viewing, something discussed last month in this blog and also covered in the 2009 movie The Men Who Stare at Goats.
Let me just say that Disclosure Day clearly disclosed to me that controlled remote viewing, which involves delving into your subconscious mind to access the minds of others, is actually not a human invention but is in reality an alien thing. Quite the revelation. And one which I’m pretty sure those dudes on Bluesky have no earthly clue about.
Which brings me to the opening scene of a startlingly violent cage fight, making me ponder that Spielberg must indeed be psychic because Disclosure Day debuted two days before the ignominious spectacle of cage fighting on none other than the White House lawn. The movie’s fight scene at first seems to offer mere gratuitous violence and chaos (much like the multiple car chases), and yet after the fact I realized it was an in-your-face depiction of the core point that humans have become horrible beings who get off on the suffering of others. Ya think?
And finally, the subject of faith in a higher power, which absolutely floored me because it was so unexpected in this movie, despite the reality that our government (and those who work for it) deem humans too delicate or volatile to handle the news of aliens among us—because it just might eviscerate their religious beliefs and freak everyone out.
Yet Disclosure Day addresses the difference between losing faith in a deity versus losing faith in humans. Something with which I can fully relate because it’s part and parcel of why I began writing Alienable Rights in 2017, during the first demoralizing term of this disgusting excuse for presidential leadership.
And while this amazing movie is long (2 hours, 25 minutes) and takes its time getting to the good stuff, I plan to see it again this week, because Spielberg himself apparently said that you will grasp more the second time around. So there might be a part two to this post.
Regardless, I think we’re now one step closer to recognizing what is real and what is fiction when it comes to alien beings and unidentified anomalous phenomena crashes or landings. That is, if we’re paying attention to those who know well what they’re talking about, as opposed to observations of those who simply want to be entertained by a summer blockbuster.