Ad Astra (2019) – A Science Fiction Movie Review

(Spoiler Alert – Skip down to last paragraph to avoid spoilers and read recommendation)

Ad Astra (Latin for “to the stars”) is a science fiction movie starring Brad Pitt as astronaut Roy McBride whose father Clifford McBride (played by a decrepit looking Tommy Lee Jones) is inexplicably firing anti-matter particles back at Earth from the orbit of the planet Neptune.  The anti-matter will eventually destroy Earth so Roy is supposed to go to the Moon to catch a ride to Mars to broadcast a message to his father asking him not to destroy Earth, or something.  The why and how of all this is very odd.  Clifford has been MIA for twenty years on a mission called Lima that was somehow supposed to be looking for extraterrestrial intelligence (from somewhere near Neptune!).

Eventually we learn that Clifford murdered his crew long ago because they figured out, he was crazy.  When Roy gives his message on Mars Clifford doesn’t agree to cease and desist so the military outfits a mission to nuke Project Lima to erase the threat.  Somehow (but not believably) Roy stows aboard the rocket (after it blasts off) and without really trying he kills the whole crew that were trying to kill him.  Now he flies to Neptune and confronts his father who is completely nuts.  He sets the nuke and thinks he’s convinced Clifford to return to Earth with him.  But when push literally comes to shove, Clifford unshackles himself from Roy and heads off into empty, empty space.

Finally, Roy uses a hatch panel to protect himself while he takes a shortcut through the rings of Neptune and then somehow the nuclear blast that destroyed Project Lima was able to provide most of the kinetic energy to return him to Earth before Roy dies of old age.  And despite all the astronauts he killed getting out there the military decides to forgive and forget and so Roy finishes off by reciting some kind of humanistic spiritual affirmation statement of some kind or other and then gets back together with his ex-wife Liv Tyler.

Now maybe that sounds quite odd for a science fiction story.  And it is.  This is a somewhat confusing rigamarole.  So let me give my thoughts on it.  The visual effects are quite good.  Some scenes in low Earth orbit, the Moon, Mars and aboard spacecraft are a lot of fun to watch.  But there are (I kid you not) space monkeys!  Which I kinda/hafta frown upon.  So, two points off.  Brad Pitt’s character starts out as an apparently emotionless robot who always saves the world from disaster without getting his pulse above eighty.  By the end he’s crying about his crazy father being crazy.  Tommy Lee Jones’ character is crazy so there’s not much there.  Donald Sutherland has a small part and he’s always crazy.  So, this movie doesn’t make a lot of sense.  For instance, how is Tommy Lee Jones investigating other life in the universe from Neptune.  Neptune is too incredibly cold for anything to live there.  And it’s not like it’s any closer to the stars than Earth.  Alright, I’ll stop making fun of the movie.  It’s a crazy movie, but like “2001: A Space Odyssey” it’s a visually enjoyable movie if you don’t care too much about the plot.  I recommend it for hard-core sci-fi film lovers who can live with space monkeys.

The Fugitives – Apologies to David Janssen, Harrison Ford and Quinn-Martin Productions

Quail Fail – A Cautionary Tale

 

No this has nothing to do with Dr. Richard Kimble, The One-Armed Man or Tommy Lee Jones’ famous dragnet speech.  Although I did paraphrase it when I gave Camera Girl instructions during our manhunt (er… quail-hunt).  “Now listen up, Camera Girl, our fugitives have been on the run for a month. Average foot speed over uneven ground, barring injuries, is 4 miles-an-hour. That gives us a radius of 3,000 miles. What I want out of you is a hard-target search of every henhouse, outhouse and doghouse in that area.  Your fugitive’s name is anonymous semi-domesticated quail.  Go get them.”  She shook her head derisively and went back to her mystery novel.  So, I was on my own.

Two years ago, I received a game camera as a present.  I decided to set it up near where the feeder/lure station is located.  I left it for a week.  When I recovered it, I had some very exciting shots of me on my riding lawnmower.  There were also a couple of clear night vision shots depicting some grass moving right underneath the camera location.  I’m guessing a field mouse.

Things were looking pretty bleak for the quail project.  No sightings for a week or two.  And only that stupid lure to provide any quail related phenomena.  But then on Wednesday afternoon during a walk around the property with Camera Girl we both heard it.  The unmistakable annoying call of the bob white quail.  It was on the other side of the property close to a small pond that we heard it.  I tend to avoid that area because it’s quite swampy around the pond.  A grown man can sink up to his knees in mud pretty easily.  But I have decided to set out the camera somewhere near the pond and see what shows up.  I’ve captured shots of deer, coyotes, turkey and fishers (or fisher cats as they are called locally) in that area but with any luck I’ll photograph the fugitive quail gang.

In retrospect, I feel that releasing the quail without first acclimating and imprinting them on my property was a mistake.  Next year when (or if) I try again I’ll set up a quail house in the back field and allow them to become established and used to finding food there before giving them some freedom.  But even though releasing them wasn’t optimal, it has given me a chance to see if quail can fend for themselves around my area.  If this group survives the winter even marginally that will make it much more likely that a long-term presence is not an unreasonable expectation.  Plus, they are kind of interesting looking little buggers.  I’m really hoping I’ll have the chance to see them foraging on their own in the area.  And sure, I’ll even enjoy hearing their pathetic wimpy call.

Every henhouse, outhouse and doghouse…  Boy that was a fun speech.  Too bad Tommy Lee Jones was a friend of Al Gore.  That really kind of ruins it.