'Gravity' sans gravity. Jim had the chance to live alone, Away from PEOPLE, in an high-end hotel travelling thru outer space with an open bar&swimming pool&gym&wtv (I'd kill for that), yet he chooses to wake Aurora up?!/Disgust: the Only non-caucasian character dies in 15 mins. Cancer? Course not: 612 anomalies! Not only was he already sick, he's got to be a dying man. As a black man he's weak and ofc disease-ridden.
Two bored leads (esp. Lawrence) plus breathtakingly flat direction from Tyldum ruin what was reportedly a winning script. Had it focused on the drama rather than third act action, and made more of its moral ambiguity, and had a good twist, and a different director, actors, production designer, composer and ending, this coulda been a contender.
Are they serious? Can't get anymore cliché than this! And J-Law sucks (I thought she's an Oscar-worth actress??). Chris Pratt too (that face he made ugh). Howeverrr.. the movie kinda lingers a bit. Just a tiny bit cuz maybe I'm just a sucker for aboard spaceship thing.
Yeah... still entertraining but I loved the trailer way more than this. The idea is pretty good, but the script... nah. Some funny and cute scenes, but that's it. Nothing remarkable. That being said: I LOVED Chris Pratt throwing food on the floor for the robots to come back to him.
Way to fuck up a perfectly good sci-fi/rom-com hybrid and wasting two of the most in-demand leading actors in America. This is the classic case of the bewildered audience staring at the screen and thinking to themselves: "EVEN I could've fixed this goddamned script". Yeah, EVEN YOU, but not John Spaiths or a dozens of studio execs, it seems. Blame Robert McKee for all these BEATS!
Entertaining sci-fi love story that doesn't attempt to reinvent the wheel but still provides some familiar thrills and eye candy along the way. Both Pratt and Lawrence give star turns here neither making a huge impression but having a natural chemistry between them. Visually the film is often impressive especially the cinematography of Rodrigo Prieto.
**1/2. One or two interesting things here like the production design and Jennifer Lawrence's clothes. Chris Pratt's moral dilemma is resolved à l'américaine so that he has not to be ashamed of his primitive egotism. It was Fate, it was Destiny, it was someone else's fault. Almost already forgotten.
Two competent leads are let down by third act blues, deus ex Machina crow-barred in to progress the plot and a reliance on formulaic tropes. Enough to keep the spectator intrigued for half the film at least. Shame about a script with an excellent premise but weak delivery.