Species 11

Species 1 was fun. Natasha Henstridge, an alien, was on board on our planet; a knockout female alien, desperately searching for a mate; a tasteful (sort of) sexy, sci-fi dick teaser.

But Species 11 is insensitive and horribly acted to boot. I swear that even the lips are out of sync with the words at one stage, as if the film itself was racing a little ahead, trying to hurry the damn thing along. Species 11 is atrociously acted and directed.

Sil the gorgeous alien has been remade in Species 11, having been cloned by mad boffins so that they can find out what to do about her if she ever comes back, (as some smart scientists are trying to do in real life by the way, with the flu virus which killed 40 million humans a few decades ago!)

But in Species 11 a Mars mission brings back the real thing, but this time it's in a male astronaut played by Justin Lazard.

He starts screwing as many women as possible as these types of aliens do and an alien child explodes from the belly of Mum within minutes.

She dies in agony. There's a festival of tits and arse in Species 11, all thin and naked and destined to scream with pain as they peel open. Great stuff for the special effects team and for hateful little fifteen year old boys in the audience who might find this gratifying.

The film finishes with the half human Sil getting murdered by the male alien by I think being orally raped by her beau. His penis rips here apart through her mouth!

This part of the film is murky, dark enough to hide poorly produced special effects, but the rampant insensitivity towards women shown in Species 11 is horribly obvious. As is the shallowness of the American movie culture which can be responsible for such damaging rubbish. A three or four year old child was sitting with its parents near me at the session I attended. Women exploding and dying horribly in a film, after an apparently normal sexual encounter, is just one of the challenges facing parents today.