Fifty years into the future, the sun is dying, and Earth is threatened by arctic temperatures. A team of astronauts is sent to revive the Sun — but the mission fails. Seven years later, a new team is sent to finish the mission as mankind's last hope.
Droniest doomed space vessel voyage ever? An entirely unremarkable bore from start to finish, anyone who thinks it even somewhat sound is most definitely a fucking idiot. Boyle's direction is crude, simplistic, way below par for a new century feature like this. The cast is all around dopey orc/rat shits for the most part, with the odd exception here and there (such as Michelle Yeoh), so as the screenplay is more or less dead, thoughtless on arrival and can't figure out how to juggle this impotent, misfit crew of characters - definitely not enough thespian wattage on hand to elevate anything either - it flops. Did Sanada use to not be so repulsive in general before he went Californian Sony? Hopefully, though at any rate he's out of his mind now.
Unpopular opinion, which is moot to say since most any established critic online is mentally ill: next to this piece of flaming garbage, The Cloverfield Paradox is actually kind of decent, if hardly great (and in its own right).