Moon

It’s one of my favourite sci-fi films. It is so underrated, probably because it’s not a huge, SFX-laden blockbuster full of action movie tropes. It’s quiet, and subtle, and intensely moving. It has an eerie quality that on the one hand is obvious (a guy living on the Moon all on his own, starved for human company), but on the other is hard to pinpoint. You expect something disturbing to happen, but it never quite does, and then when the reveal hits you see what’s been there all along and the full unsettling nature of the premise swamps you.

It asks important questions about how we value life without ever being heavy-handed or even hitting you with its own conclusions. It lets you reach those on your own, and although it’s heartbreaking, there’s a silent resignation to it. It’s beautifully shot, it feels all-too realistic, and it has the most incredible soundtrack courtesy of the delicate stylings of Clint Mansell:

I’ve been thinking about this film a lot lately, and I’m not entirely sure why it’s on my mind. It’s a masterclass in storytelling, with gentle, devastating twists and a painfully sympathetic protagonist. It’s one of those stories you wish you’d written. It deserves far more recognition than it gets.

I think it’s time for a rewatch.

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