Moon

It's Almost Time to go Home

written by

Maël

_There liveth none under the sunne,_ _That knows what to make of the man in the moone._ “I want to go home.” It’s almost time to go home. Three years of slaving away for Lunar Industries. Sam Bell’s family is waiting for him on Earth. Three years have gone by. It’s almost time to go home. God fucking damn it. Moon is fine, and I hate saying that. Ambitious as hell. There is such a fantastic idea nestled in here, and Sam Rockwell gives the whole film his all; but none of it matters when the ideas are too big for the director to properly tackle. It plays its hand almost immediately, and then waffles around until it ends. It’s not psychologically stimulating enough, it’s not horrifying or haunting enough, it’s not depressingly isolationist enough. It’s just not enough of anything for me. Clint Mansell’s score is beautiful though, and carries a lot of the movie on its back. “You really think they give a shit about us?”