About Four Years Late, But Still...

I finally saw Signs for the first time the other night. After the movie concluded, all I could think about was how that was the wussiest alien invasion in the history of the universe.

I mean, the aliens presumably spend all that time planning, travel thousands of light years, and the best invasion strategy they can come up with is:

1) Get dropped off around various Earth cities and towns.
2) Wander around for about a week.
3) a. Eventually, build up your courage and go slowly approach a human (without getting shot, stabbed, crushed, detonated, well, you get the idea). OR, b. Lock yourself in a closet.
4) If you approach the human, stand in front of him and grimace for about five minutes, while waggling your arms back and forth.
5) Once the human falls asleep from boredom, go spray poison in his face.
6) Repeat until someone accidentally dumps water on you. Then cry and go home.

I mean, c'mon.

(The movie itself was all right. I'm just getting annoyed with all the incompetent aliens, like the War of the Worlds dudes who forgot to take their meds and the Windows 95 users in Independence Day. Please leave the bumbling to the master.)