In recent days, getting excited over a Ridley Scott film has
become a dicey proposition. Exodus: Gods and Kings was just
terrible; The Counselor was meh to the highest degree, even
with that bonkers car-humping scene; and while I dig Prometheus
(despite myriad programs, it’s a gorgeous, moody film), it’s a hugely flawed
movie. Still, it's hard not to feel at least a twinge of glee when the guy
behind Alien and Blade Runner makes a
sci-fi movie, and his latest, The Martian, is a movie you
should be stoked about, and it ranks among the year's, and the director’s best.
Astronaut Mark Watney (Matt Damon) is part of the first ever
manned mission to Mars, and when a freak storm causes the team to abandon the
planet, he is going to be the first person to die there. An accident causes him
to be left behind, presumed dead by his team, stranded on the surface of the
Red Planet. With resources limited and time running out, Mark has to find a way
to survive where every single move is life and death. So, no pressure or
anything.
The Martian could very easily have bogged
down in hopelessness and despair, but the remarkable thing, which sets it apart
from so many other films, is that it remains stubbornly optimistic. While fear
and desolation do creep in at the edges, the film is all about staying positive
in the face of overwhelming adversity and straight up MacGuyvering your way
through each and every problem. Mark faces mind-boggling challenges—he’s short
on food and water, his shelter is only designed for a short stint, and none of
it matters if he can’t find a way to communicate with NASA anyway—and he
tackles each one at a time.
Start with one problem, find a solution, and move on to the
next, and so and so forth until they’re all taken care of. The
Martian is a celebration of science and intellect. Mark Watney may be
an astronaut, but he’s not your typical action hero; he uses brains instead of
brawn, and he’s sure to become a cinematic icon for the scientifically inclined
everywhere—he gets by on instinct, training, and intelligence.
Above all else, The Martian is a
masterfully executed balancing act in almost every regard. For a movie
primarily about a man alone on Mars, a futuristic Robinson Crusoe struggling to
survive, it’s surprisingly funny. But this humor itself is a number of
different things and the meaning evolves over time. By turns it’s a personality
trait, a celebration of small victories, a defense mechanism in the face of defeat,
and even desperation. Sometimes you laugh with Watney, others his laughter
almost makes you weep, and Damon walks this line flawlessly, convincing himself
as he convinces the viewer.
Though The Martian is one disaster after
another, the script, adapted by Cabin in the Woods director
Drew Goddard from the novel by Andy Weir, never feels like it’s simply dumping endless
shit on top of Watney. In a setting where in every action, no matter how minor,
his life is literally on the line, that’s simply the reality of the situation,
and Mark never takes it personally, never gives in to the temptation to curl up,
cry “what me,” or give up. It’s a constant barrage of tension, not heaping
piles of abuse.
This balance also extends beyond what goes down on the surface
of Mars. The film frequently cuts away to the team at NASA, first as they
attempt to come to terms with losing a man, and then, after they learn he is
alive, as they attempt to bring him home. I was initially worried about these
scenes because as you watch, you’re so invested in Mark’s story and you want to
stay with him, that this feels like a distraction, like it will impinge on the
main narrative thrust. Fortunately, Scott and Goddard keep these moments quick
and punchy. They get in, do what they need, and get out, and it doesn’t hurt
that they are filled with fantastic actors like Jessica Chastain, Chiwetel
Ejiofor, Kristen Wiig, Donald Glover, Jeff Daniels, Michael Pena, Sean Bean,
Kate Mara, and more.
There’s never been a question about whether or not Ridley
Scott has visual chops as a director, but they’re taken to the next level here,
and The Martian is a movie that begs to be seen in 3D. The stunning
panoramas of Mars give the film an almost western frontier vibe, and even
though he uses a number of devices like Watney keeping a video dialogue—a
clever way to dump a ton of technical information on the audience without it
feeling oppressive—and cameras mounted on the survival habitat and rover,
actually add interesting elements instead of coming across as obnoxious
intrusions as they easily could have.
The Martian is many things: an epic space
adventure, a story of one man’s determination, fighting for survival in the
most hostile environment imaginable, an effects-driven tentpole, a small human
story, and much more. You can enjoy it if you’re looking for spectacle and
action, for drama and emotion, and anything in between. Whatever you’re in the
mood for, The Martian will likely deliver. And there’s an
ABBA song (the Bowie is a bit too easy), what’s not to love?
[Grade: A]
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