I’ll make this quick: Gravity is a lesson in taut, no-frills storytelling—we’re dumped in media res and the story never once lets up and by the time you leave the theater you too feel as if you’re floating. Flying. That you’re not longer tethered to Earth until, ultimately, you too come crashing back down and start to question everything and anything and how we’re all connected. Etc.

Ultimately, this was a movie-going experience the likes of which I’ve never had before, and while I’ve been arguing with some friends about the script and the dialog and the hiring of Clooney for a very Clooney-esque role, personally, this is as near-perfect a film as I’ve ever laid witness too and I can’t, for the life of me, recommend it enough.

So there you go. And here’s a big picture of space to help get you in the mood.


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