I have no intention of spoiling any details, jokes or events of this film so the following review will stick to allusions and a generalised examination.
My grandfather had the greatest impact on my love for sci-fi. He had a towering floor to ceiling bookshelf, divided into three sections: mysteries, war, and sci-fi. The former two did little for me, but I’ll never forget those sci-fi covers, Panther editions especially. It took many years for my reading level to catch up enough to finally begin reading them, but those covers, from E.E ‘Doc’ Smith through Robert Heinlein and unto Asimov’s Robots, are ingrained in my psyche; giant robots, strange alien trees, spacecraft in shapes that spoke to some strange lizard brain mythology. Today I saw a film that understood the allure of those images, and captured the complex strange world from which they sprang.