Last Friday I stumbled out of the cinema, shaking all over my body and once I reached the subway, collapsed on it.
Gravity was powerful, guys.
Most of what there can be said about this masterpiece, has already been said: “totally absorbing”, “just blew us away”, “truly life-affirming miracle”, “triumphant achievement from Alfonso Cuaron”, “can’t picture anyone else [but Bullock] in that role“, “a technical marvel” and “phenomenal the use of 3D”, off the top of my head.
I remember one moment when I wasn’t fully preoccupied. It was when they were racing towards Earth through space. My heart threatened to jump out of my chest – I don’t remember being as scared in a long time. And then I thought to myself, “Hey! Hey! It’s a film! Chill the fuck out!”. And then Gravity pulled me right back in. Any time Ryan couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t either.
I wanted a longer scene with merely an astronaut on an enormous background of space. That was the only thing I missed here.
The beginning of the last scene with Clooney was the happiest for me, and I couldn’t stop crying when it ended. Oh, and I thought he was great. He was the easy-going veteran with warmth in his heart and most importantly, made his choice believable. Yet I think his portrayal’s depth is revealed through rewatches. I noticed it after I had seen it once, and haven’t been able to stop thinking of it still. Stevee ended her review with: “And remember, we were all here blogging about it when it first came out. This is a special time indeed.” I agree. I have never been more thankful to be a film blogger.
Plot: A medical engineer and an astronaut work together to survive after an accident leaves them adrift in space. via IMDb.
Director: Alfonso Cuarón
Writers: Alfonso Cuarón, Jonás Cuarón
Starring: Sandra Bullock, George Clooney