I want to talk about a television show. Not to recommend it. Not to condemn it as mere entertainment. But to pull back the curtain on its mechanism. To show you the gear turning behind the laugh track. For the past week, I have watched a series called Resident Alien. I finished all three seasons. It is a clever, often funny show about an alien who crash-lands in a small Colorado town, assumes the identity of a human doctor, and navigates the absurdities of our world while hiding a secret mission to wipe us out.
On the surface, it is a sci-fi comedy. To the nondiscerning mind, it is a smooth, shiny, wide path to a relatively harmless place. But I am not writing for the nondiscerning mind. I am writing for the one that feels the faint, cold draft where a wall should be. The one that hears the wrong note in an otherwise pleasant tune.
This series is a masterclass. Not in storytelling, but in seduction. It is a three-season sermon delivered by the enemy, explaining his methods while you are laughing. He is bold enough to tell you the truth about what he is doing, because he knows you will mistake it for a punchline.
The premise itself is the first layer of the lie. An alien, not a demon. A being from another planet, not a fallen angel from another realm. This is the foundational swap. It allows everything that follows to be framed as speculative fiction, not spiritual warfare. We are invited to ponder “what if” aliens walked among us, instead of recognizing the biblical reality that deceiving spirits actually do. “For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places” (Ephesians 6:12 ESV). The show asks us to suspend our disbelief about extraterrestrials, while quietly asking us to suspend our belief about the supernatural.
The alien, Harry, is rude, narcissistic, and morally vacant. He learns to mimic human emotion, not from a place of genuine connection, but as a survival tactic. He is, in essence, a sociopath in a human suit. And he is the protagonist. We are coached to root for him, to find his cold, analytical disdain for humanity endearing. We are taught to sympathize with the destroyer. This is the inversion. The father of lies (John 8:44) presenting himself as a quirky, misunderstood visitor.
Then, the town. A microcosm of humanity, painted with broad, comedic strokes. The characters lie to each other constantly. Parents fail their children. Children deceive their parents. Friends betray friends. Adultery is routine. Pride, in the form of the bumbling mayor, sheriff and others, is a recurring gag. The message is not subtle: this is just how people are. Flawed, silly, but ultimately harmless. The show presents a world where sin is normalized into charming character quirks. There is no baseline of righteousness, only varying degrees of brokenness played for laughs.
And what of God? His name is used in vain, casually and repeatedly. “Jesus Christ” is uttered only as a curse, a slur of frustration. This is not accidental. It is a deliberate erosion. Every casual misuse is a small hammer blow to the foundation of reverence. Meanwhile, the one authentically religious character in the series is a young, intellectually gifted girl. She is Muslim. Her faith, her mentions of Allah, are presented in contexts of peace, nobility, and gentle wisdom. The contrast is a staged argument: the Christian God is invoked only in profanity, while another god is shown as a source of personal strength and moral clarity. The framing is everything.
Allah knows
Now we come to the subplot that chilled me. The aliens abduct human souls at night. They take people from their beds, interact with them, and return them with no memory of the event. Pregnant women are abducted, their unborn babies taken, and they are given time nightly to bond with these stolen children before being returned, amnesiac, to their lives. The show presents this as a mysterious, somewhat creepy sci-fi trope.
But listen to what is being said. It is a direct, brazen depiction of spiritual theft and manipulation. Mot of us are entirely oblivious to the warfare taking place in the heavens by evil spirits while we sleepwalk on earth ignorant to it all.
«Then he said to me, “Fear not, Daniel, for from the first day that you set your heart to understand and humbled yourself before your God, your words have been heard, and I have come because of your words. The prince of the kingdom of Persia withstood me twenty-one days, but Michael, one of the chief princes, came to help me, for I was left there with the kings of Persia, and came to make you understand what is to happen to your people in the latter days. For the vision is for days yet to come.”»
Daniel 10:12-14 ESV
It shows a powerful, invisible force taking what is not theirs, the very essence of a person, a soul, and then manipulating the victim’s reality, leaving no trace but a gap in memory. How often do we not remember our dreams? The show is planting a seed: What if your forgotten dreams, your lost hours, are not your mind at play? What if something took you? It is a fictionalized portrayal of a demonic operation, dressed in the lab coat of science.
Characters receive “the mark.” They are depicted as hybrid or enhanced humans with supernatural abilities, written for us to sympathize with and even envy. The allure of power, of becoming “more than human,” is presented as a logical, if complicated, upgrade. The mark of the beast (Revelation 13:16-17) will not come with a warning siren. It will be marketed as evolution, as transcendence, as the next step for a flawed humanity. The series is a focus group for that marketing campaign. It asks, “Would it be so bad?”
Sexual depravity is “sprinkled throughout,” as you would expect in a modern western cultural depiction. Not as a central horror or act of rebellion, but as background noise. A flavoring. This is how a culture is cooked. The heat is turned up so slowly the frog does not know it is boiling. Idolatry, in this case, the worship of the advanced, superior alien, is made to seem rational, even scientific.
The entire narrative labor is spent on one grand deception: convincing the audience that these entities are aliens from outer space. That they are a more advanced species. This serves a dual purpose. First, it secularizes the supernatural. It removes the conversation from the realm of God, angels, and demons, and places it in the safe, sterile arena of astrophysics and evolutionary theory. Second, it establishes a hierarchy. Humans are inferior. Less advanced. Primitive. This is the core lie of the enemy from the Garden: “You will be like God” (Genesis 3:5). The temptation is always to transcend our created place, to eat from the tree of knowledge and become our own arbiters. The show reinforces that we are merely animals who happened to evolve, sitting ducks for a more intelligent, superior race. It systematically dismantles the imago Dei, the truth that we are fearfully and wonderfully made in the very image of God (Genesis 1:27).
And through it all, not once is our Lord, His character, His sacrifice, or His authority acknowledged. He is absent. In a story about cosmic conflict, moral dilemmas, and the fate of humanity, the Creator of the cosmos is a non-factor. This is the most telling silence of all. It creates a universe where God does not matter. A godless cosmos.
This is the smooth, shiny path. It is portrayed as funny. It is intriguing. The characters are crafted for you to love. You are being disarmed. You are being taught to see the demonic as a curious, potentially benevolent, certainly more intelligent outsider. You are being coached to accept a world where God’s name is profanity, sin is normal, and the only hope seems to be in merging with, or being ruled by, a higher power from the stars.
The series, in its final analysis, is not about aliens. It is a training manual. It is showing us, with a wink and a joke, how the campaign works. How the glory of God is stolen by separating His creations from Him. It makes the broad path seem like a playful hopscotch grid, leading to a gate marked “Progress” or “Coexistence.” It never shows you the sheer drop on the other side.
“The god of this world has blinded the minds of the unbelievers, to keep them from seeing the light of the gospel of the glory of Christ, who is the image of God” (2 Corinthians 4:4 ESV). Sometimes the blinding is not done with darkness, but with a very clever, very entertaining light show.
The joke, you see, is not on the characters. The joke is the hook. And we are the fish, laughing as we swallow it.
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I don't watch much TV, and this reminded me why. However, I am thankful for the quality analysis and commentary, it is enlightening.
One thing that I realized while reading is that all gods other than Yahweh/Yeshua(Jesus) are demonic instantiations, or at best human inventions. I have wondered for years why allah and the related institution is spoken of gently in our culture (and to do so otherwise brings hatred) and Christ is disrespected and His name used as an irreverent exclamation. The puzzle pieces are coming together...
This is why I cut television out and got rid of nearly 200 movies. If these very people are pretty much Satanist and pedophiles, how can I watch - EVEN IF I glean some truth from it?