Moonshot was supposed to enchant me, but it never did. Condor's natural charisma should carry this, but Sprouse's Ryan Reynolds Lite chatter-snark grinds it to a halt. Goofy omnipresent robot voices interject one-liners, unmemorable supporting characters come and go, and the obligatory pseudo-philosophical two-blips-in-the-vastness-of-the-universe moments are more corny than profound. Such things aren't good or funny enough to take our attention away from the painful reality that our two protagonists are so thin and generic that their love story is dormant.
Among the hilarity, Moonshot primarily featured some light drama centered on two young people trying to figure out who they are and what they want to be, culminating with Walt giving Sophie advice about her relationship with another Mars-dwelling Dude. If properly executed and written, it would be a good starting point. However, the film tries to combine two genres by juxtaposing lightly combative banter and forced tender moments against Ikea Basics Spaceship backdrops, which, despite establishing a more cheery and optimistic tone than the usual austere dystopian-future fodder, feels like two ideas crudely stapled together. After seeing this, I honestly believe that Wall E and EVE had more chemistry and a better storyline than this film and lead casts.
In short, if you have nothing to do and nothing to watch one evening, you can stream it. Because- Moonshot appears to be a different kind of rom-com, but it tells the same old story. For me, it is only a one-time watch film.
