An American sci-fi adventure. A story about an astronaut who has to make a three-year journey home to Earth, cutting short the first manned mission to explore the moons of Jupiter. This is a low-budget film with an interesting premise about solitude which offers a modicum of intrigue. It foregoes special effects and aims to create the sense of isolation and boredom and mental wellbeing of an astronaut on a deep space mission. To a degree it succeeds, but it dwells on the boredom of the astronaut so much that there are too many blank frames and scenes which feel like overkill. Indeed, it is in the moments that feel like inaction that the inaccuracies and inconsistencies with the space capsule design and the conditions of habitation to the more discerning eye are highlighted. The astronaut characters were not convincing as suitable personalities for deep space endurance; showing contrast between the two personalities was not done with much subtlety. Similarly, some of the ground staff were at odds with the professionalism we know of highly technical aeronautical flight direction staff. The film ends with a weak excuse for a plot twist which may be unsatisfying for some. Though it is thought-provoking, it leaves some unanswered questions. Khary Payton does a reasonably good job of portraying a man near breaking point. There is a spectacular scene showing Venus's atmosphere. The film's sound effects and music add a lot to the story's mood and tone.

One small (cryo-)sleep for a man, one giant yawn for mankind.

Drab, boring, depressing and completely pointless. It barely had anything to do with space flight/exploration; it might as well have been set in a prison, where a long-serving inmate very laboriously comes to an insignificant conclusion.

Just say no to this turkey.

No. This film does not suck. It. Does. Not. Suck. Trust me. It's thoughtful, well acted, well written. And if you think it's boring, I implore you to never ever watch any Godard film, and to unfriend anyone who asks you to see one. Like "Alphaville".

That being said, no. This film isn't genius, or "2001", or even "Forbidden Planet". It's not a classic. It's introspective, yes, but it's not "deep" (I reserve that for something like Dostoevsky, which this isn't). But that's okay. Minor art is still art.

And I'm sorry, to all those who said that the ending is "illogical": You're wrong. Dead wrong. Given the main character's thoughts, it fits perfectly into what was foreshadowed in the plot.

Finally, ANY movie that includes T. S. Elliot in an important scene in an intelligent way is one that at least deserves a look.

Honestly, I don't understand why people who like the typical Hollywood film, or the typical Sundance film, or even the typical Cannes film (these days) bother watching movies like this and insisting on writing negative reviews. Obviously, movies such as this one won't appeal to their esthetic, or even their idea of what "narrative" means. And by doing so, they unfairly distort the perception of the film, discounting or ignoring its potential merits.