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“Moon.”
Posted by Genevieve on June 16th, 2009 filed in Columns, Fassbender Syndrome, Movies, Reviews, WritingToday at Tor.com, I talk about Moon, which I had hailed in previous posts there as my last best hope for some cerebral science fiction in the next eon.
For once, something did not disappoint!
It’s a movie that doesn’t tell you everything; it shows you as much as it can, and you decide what you want to take away from it. It sounds laissez-faire, but I was totally hooked from the first minute (and pay attention in the quiet first act - you’ll be rewarded later).
Oh, and bring a tissue; Clint Mansell did the score, and anyone who saw Requiem for a Dream knows what happens when you give that guy three minutes and some instruments. I might have cried. Twice. You can’t prove a thing.



