I just applied for a job at NASA as an astrophysicist and even though I don't have any college degrees, I listed under qualifications "Have watched Gravity" and not only they hired me instantly but also made me the chairman and CEO of NASA.
Really one of the worst space movies I've ever seen. It might not have been so bad if it had been a comedy. I kind of liked the opening scene where Clooney tootles around in his jet back and later when he returns in Bullock's frenzied dream, but ultimately this was just a sub-standard action flick set in space with cheap 3-D effects.
Come on, this is such an overrated film! By no means does the argument measure up to the excellence of its visuals and technical execution. The attempt to give depth to the main character was lazy ("I had a daughter, she hit her head and died.") and some scenes were just bad: like using a fire extinguisher in space (?) or randomly pressing the buttons in chinese... With a better script it would have been perfect.
Technically, it's wonderful. Cuarón's filming never disappoints me, really. But I fail to see the point of the whole film. What is it about? It feels like an oportunity to use 3D technology, although the CGI is flawless and POV shots are a very nice touch. The "emotional" part is commonplaced and unoriginal. Alfonso, you're a grower, not a shower. This film that won't live long in the memory.
I feel that hiding during the production of Gravity there was a great film (perhaps even a masterpiece) exploiting more than just the film's extraordinary technical prowess. Instead, I find it gorgeous, but tiresome and repetitive.
Cuaron has mentioned that he was far more nervous when screening the film to a group of astronauts and scientists than to critics and cinephiles, dear Alfonso, perhaps that was a mistake.
From a technical standpoint, the film has moments that feel like a progression in mainstream cinema, recalling the visceral spectacle of Noé's last two features, however the film's myriad of arthritic expositional attempts are downright embarrassing. The only thing I can be thankful for, at least, hopefully, is that in time, this film will set the precedent; ushering in the extreme-long take into the mainstream.
A grand gimmick stretched into pathetically rote dialogue between archetypes, its scientific inaccuracies indicative of lazy research, applied so as to flatten and compress space. The opening, idiotic statement about life in space, followed by the infusion of a ridiculously guiding, mawkish, and overbearing score. Absolutely devoid of character, its accomplishments glitzy and reductive towards actual depth.