I love, love, love how terrifying this film makes spaceflight and how every launch sequence seems like a bunch of men voluntarily climbing into their own coffins and getting sealed in. Anytime the film is in the skies, it soars. On the ground, however, it thuds about as often as it succeeds. Claire Foy is giving one hell of a performance, but ... I just don't think the film pulls off its assertion that traditional masculinity is a voluntary prison.…

There isn't anything actually wrong with how it was made, I suppose. I just find the character and most of the dialog to be insufferably smug, nerd-bro fare. I think I chuckled twice. Lightly. Much has been said about Deadpool being progressive, but I didn't find that to be particularly the case. I mean he's not regressive, I guess, although I did find some of his jokes to be questionable on that front. But is it really all that remarkable…

Probably the smartest film I've seen all year. And certainly one of the most beautiful.

The way information is layered and truths are revealed, not with the aim of shocking the audience with unexpected twists, but with the aim of riffing philosophically about sex and the patriarchy, is thrilling. Each character detail and perspective takes us further from a simple, but fun, heist story and closer to something emotionally profound.

And it is funny! So much funnier than I'd anticipated.…