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Solaris (2002) Movie Review
Solaris (2002) Review

"Solaris (2002)" Overview

Rating: PG-13
2002
Cast and Crew
Director : Steven SoderberghProducer : James Cameron,Jon Landau,Rae Sanchini
Screenwiter : Steven Soderbergh
Starring : George Clooney,Natascha McElhone,Jeremy Davies,Viola Davis
Fear not, Clooney fans. Those two already-infamous shots of George's butt are
alive and well in the long-talked-about but barely-anticipated Solaris -- a
remake of the equally infamous 1972 Russian sci-fi epic (known for its stark
photography, a near-three-hour running time that challenges even the most
patient viewer, and a reputation for being utterly incomprehensible). I'm
pleased to say that the remake is less stark, substantially shorter (97 minutes
or so), and makes a little more sense. That said, I'd rather have been watching
the original film.
The story is relatively faithful to Tarkovsky's flick. Distraught
widower/shrink Chris Kelvin (Clooney) receives a distress call of sorts from a
friend aboard a distant space station, then gears up to go to his rescue. Once
he arrives at the station, orbiting a mysterious, glowing-pink planet called
Solaris, Kelvin encounters a skeleton crew of surviving crewmembers, including
the not-quite-right Snow (Jeremy Davies) and the ultra-paranoid Gordon (Viola
Davis). It's not spoiling much to reveal that before his first night on the
space station is over, Chris also encounters his dead wife Rheya (Natascha
McElhone).
No, she's not a dream and she's not a ghost. Everyone can see her and feel her.
She has memories of a sort. She even loves her husband. But soon enough we
learn that all of the station's survivors have been seeing their own strange
visitors, obvious by-products of the swirling planet below.
How did Tarkovsky pad this story out to three hours? By including countless,
unbroken shots of quiet people driving in cars, staring at the planet, and
having endless philosophical debates. Aside from judicious editing, Soderbergh
apes Tarkovsky perfectly, with every pseudo-intellectual diatribe broken up by
a shot of the pretty swirling planet beneath him. (The effects shots of the
planet -- as well as the gorgeous photography in general -- are the highlights
of the film. The original's planet Solaris (actually an ocean on the planet)
looks like little more than a puddle of snot.)
We eventually learn that, much like the original, this is a film about free
will vs. determinism, reality vs. fantasy, and atheism vs. godliness.
Unfortunately Solaris takes easy outs with all of these questions in an
ultimately vain attempt to appeal to a mainstream audience. (The sound of this
movie bombing will be heard on the moon.) In Soderbergh's world: Free will
exists, sort of. Reality is whatever we want it to be. God may not exist but
heaven does, and it's on a pink planet somewhere in deep space. Sheesh! This
much random psychobabble hasn't flattened a movie this badly since Kirk found
"God" at the center of the galaxy in Star Trek V: The Final Frontier. To think,
if not for the morose Dylan Thomas poetry (which Rheya clutches in her hand as
the laziest suicide note of all time), how would we get the
mind-shall-conquer-death metaphor!?
With source material as obtuse as the original Solaris, you can't blame
director Steven Soderbergh for trying to make the film more palatable. His
casting of Davies as the station's resident lunatic completely saves the film
from disaster. Davies steals the show completely with his performance as the
most obviously insane resident of the station, though you feel he's probably
the only one you can trust.
The ideas in the original Solaris have of course been tweaked and updated in
numerous films before, including Alien (somewhat dissimilar film, great work)
as well as Sphere and Event Horizon (blatant ripoffs, rotten movies). The new
Solaris falls somewhere in between these two realms, though it's hard to peg
Soderbergh for being derivative… this is a remake, after all. The more serious
violations are how lazy the director is, failing to scare us with its loud
music cues but succeeding at boring us with its endless flashbacks (we get it:
Chris loved his wife) and establishing shots (you sure got a pink planet
there!).
Nevertheless, I will give props to Soderbergh from my bladder, which thanks him
immensely.
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Reviewer: Christopher Null
My gosh what negativism!!! How can I take anyone seriously who describes an
ocean as a puddle of snot. I do think you have to see it a couple of times, I
haven't had the chance. I do applaud Soderbergh for attempting to tell the
story though.
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