I'm a big fan of Vlad Ivanov, but the first handful of scenes betrayed clarity for cleverness and I'm not sure I ever got over it. Add to that a parade of references and motifs that go nowhere and character and plot beats that never quite resonate, and you end up with a film memorable for nothing beyond its central gimmick.
After watching this one a few days ago, I figured my Significant Other would enjoy it, so I shared it with her, and she did, although we both agreed that every foreshadowed Chekhovian gun fired off exactly as expected. That said, while the tropes were familiar, they were also deployed quite efficiently, rippling with tension and dread and an invitation to bite one's nails. Things I noticed the second time around included a confirmation of just how grating the fake…
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After thinking (and arguing about) this one for the last few days, I think I've finally figured out why audience response to it has been so bipolar: they're watching and reacting to two different movies.
On the surface, we have a somewhat incoherent, largely ineffective space opera with some craft issues that may feature some pretty pictures and the occasional moment of brilliance, but is largely a narrative wet fart. Aborted character development, pointless sequences, flat humor, poor editing, and…