Meh. I don't like "I had a bad day" movies, especially when it comes to space or the open ocean or the deep wilderness. In those cases, you are way out on a limb, and you know the risks.

Apollo 13 is the exception, but it was about a lot more than just the Big Problem.

Still avoiding the trailer, but the poster looks awesome.

I've been writing a similar sort of story about astronauts for the last couple of years and I fear that once I've seen this I'll either abandon it or be unwittingly influenced by it... but I really want to watch this as it's my dream film. Shucks.

They are basically the same.

Now there's a movie I'd watch the shit out of.

John Carpenter and Dan O'Bannon did it first.

To illustrate your point, I humbly request that you write four or five paragraphs of the sort of Reader's Digest story it smacks of.

I just saw that Gravity trailer at a screening of Gatsby. I don't know if the film will be good or not, but some of those tumbling-through-space shots did look cool on a big-ass IMAX screen.

"The car shot forward straight into the circle of light, and suddenly Arthur had a fairly clear idea of what infinity looked like. It wasn't infinity in fact. Infinity itself looks flat and uninteresting. Looking up into the night sky is looking into infinity - distance is incomprehensible and therefore meaningless. The chamber into which the aircar emerged was anything but infinite, it was just very very big, so that it gave the impression of infinity far better than infinity itself."

Infinity is boring.

And from what I've heard, those first 20 minutes could be largely comprised of a single shot. Which, fuck. Cuaron is a god.

The 30 miles of space that snake through the pine-feathered space of Earth in the Solar system are enough to make most astronauts’ palms sweat.

But George Clooney, a 46-year-old father of four, wasn’t expecting any trouble in the mission last New Year’s Eve, when he set off for an impromptu space walk to fix a satellite with nine-year-old daughter Sandra Bullock. Clooney had rocketed through the void hundreds of times over the years.

“We orbit in that area at least 20 times a year,” says Clooney. “I know the spots that ice up a lot.”

The weather was glorious for fixing satellites—2 kelvin and sunny—but the higher they flew, the less gravity they had. Rounding a notorious hairpin turn above Madagascar, Clooney saw a piece of space debris that had come loose from a Russian rocket and instinctively tapped his space brakes. There was an explosion, and, in an instant, the Space Shuttle was sliding at 25,000 miles per hour toward Tierra del Fuego, then lurching down a steep ten-mile embankment toward the frigid Antarctic Ocean. Clooney and Bullock were separated from the Shuttle and left to drift in the void of space.

There was no time to tell the other astronaut what to do. The crash had shattered a few windows, and within seconds, the cab of the upside-down shuttle was filled with vacuum. “It was frightening how fast we were completely alone,”remembers Clooney, a soft-spoken product development manager/astronaut. “You’re thinking, Is this how it’s all going to end?”

Disoriented, Clooney began to search the freezing void for Bullock. Bullock had been right next to him, working on the satellite; now, in the blackness, he couldn’t find her. “I thought, If I don’t get back, maybe none of us are going to get back.”

Read more: http://www.rd.com/true-stories/miracle- … z2T1Cc2ALB

The only time I've truly liked 3D is when I watched an IMAX show at the Kennedy Space Station, being in a star field or so close to an astronaut I felt I could reach out and touch them was one of the greatest things I've ever experienced.