Contact

Contact ★★★

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

This review may contain spoilers.

So… this entire thing was an allegory for faith?

I know that not every movie is going to be made with me at its target audience. But as an atheist, watching a badass agnostic scientist conceding that what she experienced was akin to a religious experience (and that it was those religious zealots that spoke out against the scientific mission that were now supporting her) rubbed me the wrong way. And to be honest, by that point I was pretty exasperated by the long runtime and a movie that failed to move me in any way.

Other random thoughts I had throughout – the makeshift carnival in New Mexico was reminiscent of the one in Ace in the Hole; Palmer obviously screwed Ellie over with the God question because he didn’t want her to go, but that whole “you can’t represent 95% of us because you think we’re delusional” was too much; I am not surprised at all that the suicide bomber was a crazed, religious maniac.

I don’t know if I was just not in the mood for this or that I’ll never be. But Contact really felt like a movie that was trying to be big and grand. I like space movies that ask important philosophical questions. But this one really seemed to try to hit us over the head with its messaging and cutesy phrases. “So if it’s just us… seems like an awful waste of space.” Yes, we get it. You don’t need to say this phrase three times.