Three out of a possible five stars! This is a really unpleasant film. The advertising presented it as 'sophisticated' science fiction, suggesting something like Interstellar. What we got feels more akin to Jim Hanson’s version of Interstellar—an episode of 80s Sesame Street with a large budget. Was this an error? A misunderstanding? Did drugs play a part? Or is there some kind of cynical intention at work here? It's up to you to decide. They cast a well-known European actress, usually seen in dramatic roles, in a completely unremarkable part, seemingly just to maintain the illusion of sophisticated science fiction. Scenes attempting melodrama, seriousness, and emotional depth are abruptly followed by moments of ridiculousness, like a deck of cards that’s been thoroughly mixed up. The ship's computer is less effective than Robbie the Robot and functions as another comedic prop alongside Gossling—yes, you read that correctly. Gossling spends roughly half his screen time doing an SNL-style impression of a friendly drunk trucker, complete with the full trucker getup. There’s nothing inherently wrong with friendly drunk truckers, especially when they're parked at rest stops; they are essential to our society! But performing this extended impression to both pass the time and appeal to everyone feels like lazy behavior disguised as cleverness. In fact, Rocky is the least ridiculous character, displaying the most depth and making it easy to feel sympathy for him as a skilled alien surrounded by incompetence. It’s a movie about constructing a box around another box within a high-security facility using materials you'd find in a hardware store, even though that outer box already exists inside a large room—which is itself a box—and the lights can simply be turned off. It’s about choosing an ordinary teacher for his supposed hidden genius, which turns out to be incorrect; nobody points this out until Rocky, a lifeform not based on water, appears. The film depicts one person staffing an advanced, high-security laboratory while everyone else stands around in baseball caps, acting as supervisors watching a single municipal worker shovel and dig. It involves sun-eating cells that are supposedly made entirely of water but can survive both the freezing cold of space and the intense heat of the sun—which they consume. There’s an advanced robot assistant attempting to shave you with a product placement handheld razor. Roughly half the movie consists of colorful TikTok clips featuring Ryan Gossling dancing or bobbing as a friendly trucker, but doing so less effectively. The advanced exploratory alien science vessel is less capable of basic atmospheric flights than a rickety bucket trying to shave you with a rechargeable shaver, and everyone except Gossling dies for reasons™. It becomes more tedious the further along you get—a genuine rarity. It makes you feel foolish for attempting to catalog all its absurdities. This film represents modern cinema.

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