Sunshine

Adagio in D Minor Intensifies

written by

Maël

“I think it’ll be beautiful... Adagio in D Minor intensifies. The Icarus II, flying across the vastness of space, a beacon of light amongst the darkness, on a mission to save all of humanity. Yeah, a rewatch of Sunshine solidified it as my favorite. Everything there is in my love for film exists in Sunshine. No, I’m not afraid.”

Sunshine

Ashes to Ashes, Stardust to Stardust

written by

Maël

_I had a dream, which was not all a dream._ _The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars_ _Did wander darkling in the eternal space,_ _Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth_ _Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;_ _Morn came and went—and came, and brought no day,_ _And men forgot their passions in the dread_ _Of this their desolation; and all hearts_ _Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:_ “Who are you?” “Who am I? At the end of time, a moment will come where just one man remains. Then the moment will pass. The man will be gone. There will be nothing to show that we were ever here... but stardust. The last man, alone with God. Am I that man?” “My God. My God—Pinbacker?” “Not your God. Mine.” Fuck. Me. Stardust. Heav’n and Hell. Light and Dark. Life and Death. All exist in harmony with each other. The Icarus II flies towards our Sun, carrying the hope of mankind on the backs of its meager crew. A voyage into doom. A descent into damnation. A mission to kick start our dying Sun, our Helios, our Light. A mission to save humanity from a calamity that they are not responsible for causing. Mere specks of matter on a scale so infinitesimal, yet it is that drive for hope that makes humanity special. And that willingness to sacrifice life itself. A sacrifice for a better, beautiful, sunny tomorrow. “Kaneda! What do you see? Kaneda! What do you see? Kaneda! Kaneda!” Our Sun. Our God. Our Sun sings. Our Sun whispers. Our Sun inspires. Our Sun destroys. To stand in the presence of something as magnificent, as incredible, as beautiful, as terrifying as our Sun; standing outside of space and time itself; a million years of history behind, and a million years of future ahead. To look into its eye and find peace. God, have I ever mentioned how much I love movies? Sunshine is a film that repeatedly pounds into me that love of movies. Cosmic folk horror. So massive in scope. Beyond gorgeous in composition. John Murphy’s score is so fucking beautiful. “So, if you wake up one morning and it’s a particularly beautiful day, you’ll know we made it.” “Ashes to Ashes... Stardust to Stardust.”