Moon is not a popcorn sci-fi movie like Star Wars or Star Trek. It’s not just “wow.” It’s “whoa.” As in, when a not-so-mentally-stable guy who’s been working alone on the moon for 3 years meets up with someone who looks exactly like him, what the hell is going on? Maybe he’s gone crazy, maybe the new guy is a clone, maybe it’s all a dream. The answer, when it comes, is just the beginning of this ride. I don’t think I’ve felt so much sympathy for a character in a science fiction movie before. I recommend Moon even to people who normally don’t care for science fiction, because it’s a great example of what science fiction can be but hardly ever achieves: intelligent, exciting, empathetic and thoughtful storytelling.
I wish I’d seen it in a theatre.