Short version: do you like Atomic Horror-style B-movie flicks, but wish that they had had proper budgets? Then do I have a movie for you.
Slightly longer version: look, nobody’s ever gonna mistake MOONFALL for highfaluting cinema, or plausible science fiction, or – and this is important – a firm foundation for later sequels. It’d be one hell of a (ridiculous) miniseries, but the director’s got only two hours, so he’s sort of running through a lot of stuff while pointing and hand-waving it all away.
But do you care? Of course not. You want gravity waves and the moon blowing up national landmarks and people using gravity waves to get extra hang time when escaping the gravity waves at high speed. It does not make sense, but it’s fun to watch. And since Roland Emmerich is absolutely not doing a sequel to this movie anyway, there’s no point to it making sense. Go watch MOONFALL in theaters if you like B-movies and can have a beer first.
Moe Lane
PS: Extra points to all the absurd conspiracy theorizing. The Ancient Astronaut crowd doesn’t get any of the love, these days. It’s nice to see some of their weirder stuff show up on the screen for once.