One of the science fiction writers, making predictions about the future, wrote that the dominance of advertising will lead in the 21st century to the fact that films and other art objects will be entirely devoted to advertising goods. Evolution was the first film I knew that reduced its content to advertising, in this case shampoo. It was only then that “I’m a robot” appeared, the entire first third of which is devoted to sneakers, and “Transformers”, which paid off only by advertising, after which it was absolutely irrelevant how they dispersed at the box office. . .
There is no need to talk about science, realism and logic. Nitrogen-based life ... that doesn't react at temperatures below 2,000 degrees. Making a move with the letter G on Mendeleev’s table to find the perfect poison – how did they infer that selenium should be in exactly the same order of interaction with nitrogen as arsenic with carbon? What kind of law is that? In addition, its toxicity is not due to a direct reaction with carbon, and there are microorganisms that feed on arsenic. I know it's comedy, but I don't see why it should mean that it gives the right to just put the bolt on common sense.
The translators also failed again. Seleinum? It's probably made of cocaine.
In general, the film is based on the then still new miracle of Countonia and on alien animals, which then very much dreamed of seeing the viewer not yet fattened by the visual. The theme of evolution happening before your eyes is very interesting and original. But the plot, acting and humor are just miserable. And David Spiritual plays a parody of himself. I understand why he was called here, but this image of him and the image of Mulder from the X-Files have mutually ruined each other.