All the space stuff is great and tense, but Gosling as Neil Armstrong is a complete fucking bore. The hours of this movie spent with him lethargically interacting with others is tough to get through. Claire Foy is good. 

After all the trials and tribulations and deaths they go through in trying to get to the moon, I was hoping desperately this would take a surprising turn, and NASA would be like “fuck it, let’s bring in the 2001 director and just fake it.” The moon scene was still cool, but if it went full Kubrick conspiracy, it would have made up for a lot.

Nicolas Cage’s daughter has been kidnapped, and is later murdered, and one of his friends reassures him, “We’re gonna find the scrotes who did this.”

And so begins the Scrote Hunt! Nic and pals dig into their criminal past to investigate and end up stirring shit up with Russian gangsters, assuming they wanted revenge for a secret murder. It’s pretty ridiculous and fun, and Nicolas does a good job. The conclusion is really something. I was into it!

I saw this as a cynical, shitty teenager, and hated it. Even before revisiting it, I was deeply ashamed of this fact because I knew in my heart I was wrong. I am proud of how much I have matured in the last 17 years as a viewer of cinema, and that I can now recognize Face/Off as one of the greatest films of all time.

"All we get these days are remakes and reboots! What happened to original ideas??" - film audiences in 1897