Moon

There is surprisingly little to say about this film, except that it is virtually a masterpiece. It falls short because of its small scale (and perhaps because it's not by a 'master'), which is not its fault. It is without a doubt a masterpiece of a small scale drama (compare Drag Me To Hell). The dialogue is pitch-perfect, the music great, and Sam Rockwell brilliant. It doesn't tell you anything you can't figure out for yourself. It's an excellently conceived and complete concept. I can't tell you much more about it without ruining it for you (so if you haven't seen it I suggest you stop reading). Created and directed by Duncan Jones (the son of David Bowie, if that matters), there are now high hopes for what he'll do next. The film raises in a new context fundamental questions about our identity, our memory, and our individuality. You can't help believe in the life Sam Rockwell's character remembers, and you can't help wanting him to go back to Earth, despite him never having been there. This alone is a fascinating dilemma. The final interaction between him and the robot 'Gerty' is perfect. There are virtually no negative points I can make about this movie. The voice-overs at the end were a bit of a cheap trick, but perhaps necessary. Otherwise, along with The Hurt Locker, this is one of my favourite films of the year.