Science fiction as a genre has pretty much been dead for the past eight years. Duncan Jones has attempted to revive the genre with his directorial debut, Moon. Unfortunately, this attempted reinvigoration quickly devolves into nothing more than a regurgitation of nearly every sci-fi movie since 1968.
The movie starts with Sam Bell (Sam Rockwell) alone, finishing up the last two weeks of a three-year stint with a lunar mining company. His only companion is a computer, Gerty (voiced by Kevin Spacey). Sam of course has the occasional hallucination, but such is moon-cabin fever. After an atypical event interrupts his established routine, Sam ends up finding himself trapped inside his humble abode with a sickly doppelganger.
At this point in the story you’d really expect some twists. Unfortunately, none ever come. The conspiracy is figured out halfway through the film, and the rest is spent boringly pacing around the outpost trying to figure out what to do with the rest of the movie. Interestingly, the biggest twist is when we find out that a single element isn’t ripped off from another movie. (SPOILER: Gerty isn’t just HAL’s younger brother, he’s a boring, motiveless computer.)

I can only assume Duncan Jones’ original outline to his producer read something like: “Start with 2001, add a half cup Silent Running, a pint Wall•E, and a pinch of Alien. Whisk until The Sixth Day starts to take form then just keep pouring in Solaris until you hit the 90 minute mark. (And if you’re feeling particularly festive, you can even garnish it with a single leaf of Midnight Cowboy.)”
Sam Rockwell tries really hard to build two individually interesting characters that have an inherently conflicted dynamic. Unfortunately, the movie just doesn’t give him an opportunity to build their relationship in anything more than staggered uninteresting dialogue. There’s an elephant in the room as soon as the two characters meet, and it’s addressed with complete casualness. If someone meets an identical version of himself, chances are, they aren’t going to treat them like the new kid on the playground.
In the end, Jones tries to tie everything together with a profound statement, an apparent conclusion we should all draw from this movie: (Sam to Gerty) “We’re not programmed. We’re people.” This attempt at dramatic social commentary falls flat. This whole movie falls flat. Moon is nothing more than a tepid retread through familiar yet emotionally devoid waters.
-Paul Brinnel
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