The Most Disappointing Movie In the Existence of Movies

Rating: 1/10 (27 June 2017)

Upon the throne of mediocrity and in the context of sheer wasted talent due to an uninspired, banal and lackadaisical script, this is the worst movie I've ever seen (second only to Interstellar). Many will disagree, saying they were riveted from beginning to end, because the screen writing is engaging, the acting of course is top notch, and the directing, cinematography and lighting are even exceptional at times (thanks, money).
Perhaps Alien was just too good, so good that everything after could only pale in comparison. Maybe Alien was one of those miraculous time stamps like the Beatles that for whatever reason was the most possibly realized constellation of talent, courage, luck and will. Walter Hill knew and deeply researched his Freudian psychology, the alien-penis with it's vicious thrusting inner mouth, the near anatomical vagina of the pods, and creating a virtual reality ship named "mother." Perhaps there is nothing more after this when it comes to alien quarantine and/or contagion movies. Perhaps only Carpenter's "The Thing" even comes close.
And I sit is with great sorrow I tell you, even despite the musical score, which was excellent, in this overall context, this movie redefines disappointment. After all this is Deadpool and Donnie Darko in space.
And to leave us with the ending credits with "Spirit of the Sky" is unforgivable.
Here's a simple twist that would have elevated this movie to greatness: the martian spore contains the genetic history of the fallen Martian race to massive atom wars of long ago; the astronauts, being the evolutionary manifestations of the long ago spores of the Martian ruling class, sent to Earth right before the apocalypse, trigger the Martian amoeba to "Terra-form" (for space travel instigates this evolutionary possibility), creating a new version of war of the worlds which illustrates and is a vehicle for current struggle of class, power, race and aristocracy we are all currently experiencing.
Again, sad to see Gyllenhaal, Reynolds and the others entombed in the banality of it all; maybe that is the greatest sin.
Sincerely,
E-Cubed.