Also a good example of how hyper-optimised physiques are in films and media in general and the standards that produces. While I'm sure Ripley's underwear scene caused a fuzzy section on a million VHS tapes at the time, my (female, borderline zoomer) cousin, who failed the boredom test before almost falling off the sofa when the chestburster appeared, said "oh wow, actresses then had such ordinary, girl-next-door bodies!". Mind-boggling.
