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When contact is lost with the crew of the first Mars expedition, a rescue mission is launched to discover their fate.
"It's why we're here."
the sheer suicidal audacity of the manned exploration of space juxtaposed with spiritual risk of being truly connected to someone or something else, both manifestations of our instinctive need to reach out.
They went into space searching for extraterrestrial life, but instead they found something else—themselves.
So endearingly optimistic that I want to forget all the problems I had with it and just return the warm, fuzzy hug it gave me. Enough dated CGI to counterbalance the occasionally brilliant cinematography, and enough boring stock scenes to ruin the few moments of genuine tension, but there's something surprisingly sweet about the characters' simple desire just to be together.
Hard to believe that a movie which rips a character to shreds with an imaginary space tornado could be (almost) redeemed by its sentimentality.
Wholly optimistic classical space gas. I was briefly perturbed that Val Kilmer wasn't in this (why did I think Val Kilmer was in this??) and the goofy daddish joshing in the first ten minutes had me blowing skeptical vape streams from both nostrils. But Mission To Mars made me insanely happy - De Palma employs all the suspense tools in his estimable kit as the gang of cool-headed astronauts ("Come on guys, work the problem" is something I will definitely implement in my corner store capacity the next time we receive a particularly tricky shipment of Budweiser) navigate their fraught path to the red planet, and then he pulls out like a whole 'nother kit once they reach their destination…
When this came out back in 2000 I bet the knives came out pretty quickly for De Palma. As a man known for his visual stylistics and cutting edge camera maneuvers, this looked cheap despite a huge budget. Effects that looked neither special or convincing and a script written by a two year old didn't help things either.
De Palma's film as you might have guessed is about Earth's first manned mission to Mars. We have disaster, confusion, and a plot as flimsy as some of the sets.Mission To Mars has some of the cheesiest dialogue I have ever heard. From Tim Robbins to Don Cheadle to Gary Sinise, they must have cringed when they looked what was written on…
I really wanted to spend this review denying that this was directed by Brian De Palma.
There I was all set to blame it on Paul WS Anderson (remember, the 'WS' stands for Well Shit), who may have blackmailed De Palma into taking the fall for it or something because that's the kind of thing the bastard would do, but I can't do it. There are too many clues that this is definitely a De Palma.
He might have gotten away with it if there weren't loads of full circle shots and from below reaction shots, but they are there and there's no escaping the fact that he really did direct this. Oh Brian. What the fuck happened here. Pretty…
Not the space film we want but the space film we need, a space film full of humanity. In this film human faculty still reigns supreme. In a space we cannot inhabit an alien space we need it here more than ever we need to see astronauts jam out to rock n' roll and think of corny pranks and most importantly we need to see human failure over failure of technology. The things that go wrong all the setbacks in the film happen because they can't fix all the problems in the first place because they are human. Making a point for humanity and its faults with a director willing to take risks and even fail to get us there. This is the genuine brother of our more finely tuned sci fi masterpieces it is the sci fi film to keep us humble.
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The Martian meets 2001 plus Ennio Morricone and we have a fucking masterpiece that no one talks about.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
I saw this movie a long time ago. It's sucha bad film, but I just learn today that it was a Brian de Palmas' film.
Now I'm confuse.
"Close? The difference between man and ape is less than 3% genetic material - but that 3% gives you Einstein, Mozart…"
"…Jack the Ripper…"
Ah… apparently this comes from that weird early 2000s period of my movie-watching life (actually, my whole life has a similar black hole, usually between 2002-3 but extending a little either side sometimes - it was when I first came out to anyone including myself, I gave up TV and stuff around then too… I think it was some kind of post-9/11 trauma…) where I watched stuff and have no record or memory of doing so except for entries in my master lists - I only even thought to look at those lists when it got…
Tbh I prefer this Martian-scientist mumbo-jumbo to The Martian's "let's break down the mumbo-jumbo into Lord of the Rings references" approach. Neither feature Marvin the Martian, however, and are both useless.
Mission to Mars is an abject disaster. I know Brian De Palma is an incredibly talented director, but this film is wholly derivative of better films dealing with alien encounters (2001: A Space Odyssey, Close Encounters of the Third Kind, Alien, E.T., and Contact, are ones that come to mind immediately) while being nowhere near as good as any of those films. It is clear that De Palma watched these movies, but it is equally clear that he had no sense as to how they turned out well. What is missing from Mission to Mars is the same sense of wonder and child-like awe at these discoveries, mainly due to the horrific writing.
The film is blessed with good special…
I liked it more now than I originally did back in 2000. There's a lot of classic De Palma camera work going on but I just can't get past that crying Martian.
No one knows what to do with De Palma when he lets us know that he has morals.
Earnestness is the defining characteristic here. So even though The Martian puts this film to shame as a work-the-problem effort (which it essentially is until the metaphysical ending), the comparison wouldn't be entirely accurate. Mission to Mars is about, well, life—though if you think that's a crushingly banal way of phrasing it, just wait till you hear how it's put in dialogue. Visually spectacular, but also spectacularly irritating, and prone to the absolute worst tendencies of the genre with regard to exposition. Naturally, the wordless sequences are phenomenal, and the ending does work in its bold sentimentality, even if the film as a whole is irreparably flawed. No doubt someone will come along and declare this an underrated classic. That person will also probably hate Interstellar.
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This list smells of poo.
Again, I've reviewed most of these, behind list view and that.