…by Walter Chaw Alfonso Cuarón's eagerly-anticipated, already-buzzy follow-up to the tremendous Children of Men is Gravity --a title that doesn't reference the Ray Bradbury story "Kaleidoscope," to which the film owes at least a little credit (in addition to the premise and theme, Gravity also lifts the character name "Stone"), or any real meat at the heart of the story.
(It was a four-year project for Cuarón, whose last released feature was 2006’s “Children of Men.”) George Clooney plays a comic caricature of the flyboy rake, harking all the way back to “The Right Stuff.”
The director was Alfonso Cuarón, a Mexican whose last film “Children of Men” I held in high regard even though I had problems with the dystopian themes that originated with the original material, a P.D. James novel.
The masterful extended shot he pulled off in "Children of Men" is matched by the virtuoso work here.
This is not to say that Gravity is a masterpiece: Unlike Cuarón’s extraordinary Children of Men , it doesn’t quite pull off its ambitious effort to combine formal inventiveness, heart-pounding action, and intimate human storytelling.
The screenwriters, director Cuarón (Children of Men, Y Tu Mamá También) and his son, Jonás Cuarón, are evidently on a mission to set up the perfect combination of heroic physical action and those brief, insightful moments that give a character depth.