This was the shortest of a trilogy of movies that I wanted to watch on returning from a trip to Jordan.
The Martian is one of the three films
Comparisons
Contrasts
That desert, full of satellites, rovers, and solar panels, was last full of litter and bedouins in headscarves and camels in my memory
As much as the stars fill the sky on film, there were not so many in the light haze of camp see you
Criticisms:
Why did they go out again in the storm? Without cinching themselves together in case electronics fail?
Where did he get all that plastic and tape?
How did we solve the problem of oxygen? Especially since H2O molecules take two each
Potatoes are far from enough nutrition
Why is he adding up meals, not calories? protein ability? Weight of the potatoes?
Plutonium : radiation poisoning?
NASA rooms: too many men
So many British actors for an American movie
A ribbon, not a knot? Really?! They were doing so well being realisticky!
The thing about space travel stories that I have read(The bio of Yuri Garagan, the autobiographies of Chris Hadfield and Dave Williams) is that they all return to earth firmly convinced that we much defend what we have more than pursue more desolate places to colonized. In this movie (I didn’t yet read the book, and I may not), there is a nod to a plant growing in pebbles, but then they are on to space travel again. I think we need to apply our energies to world cooperation in climate control, and less on dreaming of spitballing for aerospace disasters.
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