Relatively original for a big-budget film (despite similarities to a Ray Bradbury story), this is based on a screenplay by director Alfonso Cuarón (his first feature since 2006’s Children of Men) and his son Jonás. I can’t vouch for the scientific veracity of the plot, but it at least seemed credible. (Though I wonder, would an astronaut running short on oxygen be encouraged to talk a lot? And, would a mission commander really not know where his crew member lived, or whether she was married?) The opening is silent, with a subtitled reminder that, contra so many other space films, sound does not carry in a vacuum. (The movie does not rigidly adhere to this truth later.) As for the two characters, each basically has one personality characteristic: he’s a smooth talker, and she’s a grieving loner, though she also does, even with short hair, remind me of characters played by Sandra Bullock in earthbound roles. This is somewhat of a disappointment coming from Cuarón, who created the rich character-driven comedy Y Tu Mamá También.
Visually, the film is frequently stunning, at least in the 3D version I saw. The whizzing-toward-me space shrapnel actually had me ducking my head, but perhaps more impressive are the less-showy long shots of the actors moving in space in their near-weightless state, the space vehicles growing ever larger as they neared, the blue, green, and brown earth sometimes in view. I almost wished I would have been watching the film on a smaller screen so that the actors would have appeared to be the same size as in real life. Even so, this is great as a 3D film (worth making a point to see that way), pretty good as sci-fi, and intermittently good as suspense drama.
viewed 9/10/13 7:30 at Rave UPenn [PFS screening] and posted 9/13/13
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