Instant blind hate for Project Hail Mary (Amazon/MGM, 3.20.26). From the geek brains of Phil Lord and Chris Miller, another jerkoff galactic lone-schlubbo-protagonist plot from the guys who wrote The Martian. (original novel by Andy Weir, adaptation by Drew Goddard). Ridiculous egoistic glorification of oafish, sympathetically flawed solitary man charged with saving the world. Words can’t express how much I loathe and despise this film, sight unseen. Five seconds after I began watching this fecking trailer I wanted Ryan Gosling to die…painfully, I mean. Howling agony.
Poor Sandra Huller!
Synopsis: “Astronaut Ryland Grace awakens on a spacecraft with no memory of himself or his mission. He slowly deduces he is the sole survivor of a crew sent to the Tau Ceti solar system in search of a solution to a catastrophic event on Earth. In his search for answers, Grace must rely on his vast array of scientific knowledge, sheer ingenuity, and human will– but he may not have to search alone.”
Save us, Ryland! You can do it! We know you can!