And, no, I'm not spoiling the film by mentioning that there is death—oh, sweet death—because, c'mon, have you ever seen a sci-fi movie in which characters didn't drop dead?
I managed to catch a screening of Sunshine more than a month ahead of its release date (July 20), and, boy, I feel like a nerd for liking it so much. But that's okay. Nerds make the world go 'round.
Director Danny Boyle has always managed to find the beauty in the ugly. He did it with drug addiction in Trainspotting and with zombies in 28 Days Later. And in Sunshine, his visually stunning $50 million science-fiction extravaganza, horrific images have grace and terrifying sights make sense.
And in the midst of all the ugly comes the irony: the crew of the spaceship Icarus 2 is a ridiculously attractive group of people. I would hump them all. Twice. For those of you who fancy mens, Chris Evans and Cillian Murphy wrestle each other, and that's enough to make you blow a load or two. For those of you who fancy womens, Michelle Yeoh speaks English (English!), so you can imagine her screaming out your name in ecstasy in bed. Something for everyone!
They're on a mission to drop a bomb in order to reignite the dying sun, thereby saving humankind back on earth. A simple enough task, I suppose, but this is a man-against-the-elements story, and the elements are unlike anything you've ever seen.
And, finally, a big American film with no token Asian. There are—count 'em—three Asians! That's 38% of the crew! Things sure are progressive in space.
And did I mention the gold spacesuits? Blinged-out astronauts! You don't see that every day.
—Reporting From Glendale, California