I wasn't sure what I was going to see when I went to see this movie. I had no expectations at all, but when the terrible end titles' music went off, I realized I was profoundly angry, but in an oddly puzzled way.
The main plot line for "Sunshine" is the perfect counterpart to one of my favorite sci-fi short stories: "Phoenix" by Clark Ashton Smith. The short novel, which I read for the first time at the age of 15 but still stays, has a simple but very moving, brilliant idea. Rebirth and death come together in a very poetic way, through the late realization of a goodbye. The conscious suicide of the beloved one will literally make the sun reborn, bringing back hope and life to a shivering humanity. I didn't like to spoil so much about the short novel, but I wanted to point out that this movie "Sunshine" tells basically the same story, but seen through the eyes of who leaves: the hero that "comes back in the sunlight".
It's the other half of the plot, so to say, though if almost certainly by chance.
And here comes the pain.
I can't figure out how a monster is necessary here. I just can't. Yep, a monster. OK, there's a good but dangerous (and ultimately disastrous) theological angle that explains it all. The sun was always god through history, men's days are over, and and and. But I still don't get it.
I mean, there's a very promising young talent, a soundtrack that is often a perfect match to the images, an incredible sense of wonder instilled by the grandeur of some sequences... and you put there a zombie.
It could have worked? I'm not sure, but here it sure didn't.
What I understand, is the compulsion and necessity to pack a sci-fi movie with action sequences. It's business. Most sci-fi people want action, you put a half-transcendent corpse in a spaceship. It flows.
It's a shame that such a powerful idea in the main plot line went down the hill this way. I keep awkwardly projecting in my head that other movie, the one that this would have been without all the unnecessary and sometimes crappy add-ons. Honestly, my heart beats more when I understand the long term consequences of a malfuncion or a hazard, than when I try to decode a chaotic escape from a biblical-talking zombie prophet.
Double shame, that other movie will never exist now. Hollywood and its mechanisms have obliterated that chance. What we got here, is an average movie with some points of interest and some major flaws.
And I keep thinking about other stories, books especially, raped by these mechanisms. One for all, "The neverending story" by Michael Ende. Who's read the book and seen the movie, understands my sadness. I'm not saying this movie's all bad like "The neverending story" was, but it had a big potential that got wasted all the same.
How sad.
The main plot line for "Sunshine" is the perfect counterpart to one of my favorite sci-fi short stories: "Phoenix" by Clark Ashton Smith. The short novel, which I read for the first time at the age of 15 but still stays, has a simple but very moving, brilliant idea. Rebirth and death come together in a very poetic way, through the late realization of a goodbye. The conscious suicide of the beloved one will literally make the sun reborn, bringing back hope and life to a shivering humanity. I didn't like to spoil so much about the short novel, but I wanted to point out that this movie "Sunshine" tells basically the same story, but seen through the eyes of who leaves: the hero that "comes back in the sunlight".
It's the other half of the plot, so to say, though if almost certainly by chance.
And here comes the pain.
I can't figure out how a monster is necessary here. I just can't. Yep, a monster. OK, there's a good but dangerous (and ultimately disastrous) theological angle that explains it all. The sun was always god through history, men's days are over, and and and. But I still don't get it.
I mean, there's a very promising young talent, a soundtrack that is often a perfect match to the images, an incredible sense of wonder instilled by the grandeur of some sequences... and you put there a zombie.
It could have worked? I'm not sure, but here it sure didn't.
What I understand, is the compulsion and necessity to pack a sci-fi movie with action sequences. It's business. Most sci-fi people want action, you put a half-transcendent corpse in a spaceship. It flows.
It's a shame that such a powerful idea in the main plot line went down the hill this way. I keep awkwardly projecting in my head that other movie, the one that this would have been without all the unnecessary and sometimes crappy add-ons. Honestly, my heart beats more when I understand the long term consequences of a malfuncion or a hazard, than when I try to decode a chaotic escape from a biblical-talking zombie prophet.
Double shame, that other movie will never exist now. Hollywood and its mechanisms have obliterated that chance. What we got here, is an average movie with some points of interest and some major flaws.
And I keep thinking about other stories, books especially, raped by these mechanisms. One for all, "The neverending story" by Michael Ende. Who's read the book and seen the movie, understands my sadness. I'm not saying this movie's all bad like "The neverending story" was, but it had a big potential that got wasted all the same.
How sad.
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