Houston, do you read me?

Rating: 7/10 (6 April 2014)

The good: Strong woman. She apparently outlived George Clooney's character. Great crash-'em-up scenarios. She prays to God to save her life. There is also a Buddha-like statue over the cockpit/dashboard. Maybe both God and nuBuddha save her life. She can really click that helmet back on her suit just in the nick of time. She can really "swim" through the environment on those spacecrafts.
The bad: What's the matter with these people? With international space stations, the characters should learn the languages of astronauts/cosmonauts from other nations and cultures. Barking of a dog? Woof, woof, woof? What was up with that? Mayday-mayday was foreign to an Asian person, so there should have been an international SOS "word or phrase" that was recognizable to all involved.
More bad: No singing and dancing. Seriously, let me see what else this turkey lacked . . . Realism about all the body slams. Yes, Dr. Stone was slammed against all of that enormous equipment, out in space, yet she survived with merely a bruise -- lots of other people got killed. She all of a sudden miraculously found oxygen when she had been inhaling her own breath. Clooney appeared to her, and inspired her to stay on the alive side of the hereafter.
Worse: Clooney, something like, "You like my looks?" Another scene, something like, "You want to stay aboard here with me and have a 'good time' all day?" I tell you, this is such ignorant and disrespectful dialogue. Clark Gable he ain't, nor Cary Grant, et al.
The itchy; the so-so: all those tethers tangled around her legs. Reminded me of that old time ping pong toy with the red rubber ball attached to the thin wooden paddle by way of a long gray rubber band. She was able to unloose herself from the rubber bands, and even unhitched the spacecrafts from similar stuff.
The terrible: tons of old-time looking cockpit equipment. The dregs. Yard sale rejects. Nothing high tech here. Was this the 1970s, or current times? (I missed the first few minutes). She even read printed manuals. That is so old-school. Nobody does that anymore. She should have had way more knowledge about spacecraft operation in general. Maybe she could have gone online to get instructions, but perhaps the stuff was so old that there were no online manuals. Wait a minute. Are there internet connections on space stations? Of course, they could have burned up in all of the fires and explosions.
I predicted, and it came true: she was going to land in the ocean, ala John Glenn and Friendship 7 -- a small capsule. Here, she dumps the spacesuit in the water, and takes forever to reach the surface. No oxygen there, down in the deep. Ryan, stick your arms and hands straight up. She hits the top and all of a sudden floats on her back, or does some kind of backstroke. Were those Blue Angels overhead, or more wasted space debris?
I predicted Clooney would rescue her for real, or at least on the ground or near the ocean, but this did not happen. Where were the international TV news staffs, rescue vehicles, space employees -- nobody was around to help her. Where were Houston and Cape Canaveral falling all over themselves to rescue her? I know, they were still in the Town of Bedrock, shooting slingshots of large boulders into outer space.
Do you think that she even had a welcome-home ticker tape parade?
7/10