In the year 2039, United States Astronaut Lee Miller is sent to the International Space Station as a one-man skeleton crew to examine if it is safe for use after it had been abandoned two decades earlier. Shortly after arriving on-board, Lee loses contact with Earth and finds himself stranded in orbit alone. As time passes and life support systems dwindle, Lee battles to maintain his sanity and to stay alive. His world is a claustrophobic and lonely existence and he begins to dream of prior crew members – both Russian and American – depicted in Polaroids left aboard the station from previous missions.
After experiencing power problems, Lee is forced to journey into a portion of the ship that he earlier depressurized where he makes a strange and inexplicable discovery, the journal of a Civil War captain from 1864. Love explores the fundamental human need for connection and the limitless power of hope. A high-impact visual adventure, that resonates a common truth, that everyone has a story to tell and something even greater to leave behind. —Wikipedia
the unfortunate predicament in regards to these personal little science fiction films is that if it doesn't eventually present some sort of moment where either your mind is blown (2001) or your heart is shattered (Solaris) then its just a failed exercise in aping one of the two. Moon did this a whole lot better.