In a grand stroke of irony, only a couple years after he had worked on Galaxy of Terror, Cameron was approached to take on Aliens, a high-budget Hollywood sequel to Alien. Not wanting to step on Ridley Scott’s toes, or tread the same thematic water, Cameron’s vision for this sequel would transform the procedural, slow-burning original into a hard and fast action movie, filled with guns, quick dialogue, and many new creative creature designs. Perhaps the moment in Aliens that best defines the film’s core interests and its fundamental differences from its predecessor is the showdown between the fifteen-foot alien queen and Sigourney Weaver powering an armored mech-suite. The queen has just captured Newt, the young helpless child for whom Ripley now feels a maternal bond. After a fruitless skirmish in which the large alien seems to have gained the upper hand, Ripley re-enters the fight in a construction-yellow robotic humanoid forklift. The camera zooms onto our hero’s face and the famous line is uttered: “Get away from her, you bitch!” At this point, the audience cheers in an uproar and another helping of popcorn is shoveled into their mouths, crunching with glee as this Saturday serial moment plays out. That’s what kind of movie this is, the kind with a quotable catchphrase. These are the kinds of movies James Cameron makes, and whether he thinks so or not, these are the kinds of movies he is still making.