I saw a screening of Apollo 11: A Cinematic Event 50 Years in the Making. (Sequel to Apollo 10? Prequel to Apollo 13?) Here are my takeaways.
Wow! So. Much. SCIENCE! Even more MATH! (And nobody forgot to carry the one.)
1969 is the first time we put a cis male, gender solid human on the moon.
The whole world was watching the Apollo 11 moon landing like it was the last season of Game of Thrones; but nowhere near as disappointing.
Bonus: Apollo 11 was shorter than Avengers: End Game.
When Apollo 11 landed, I was surprised that Buzz Aldren didn’t do an end zone dance. What? No moon walk?
The Apollo 11 The Movie soundtrack is beautiful; like a respectful, reminiscent nod to Bear McCreary (Battlestar Galactica). There’s no one song that would make me go, “That’s my space jam!” but the remix will be hot!
I’m assuming there were no female astronauts because then they would’ve had to make space suits with pockets.
There were hundreds of scientists and engineers in the control room and thousands of people who made Apollo 11 happen. Today, we’d just have to say, “Alexa? Launch the rocket.”
And you’d have to ask Alexa to do it, because Siri would say, “Showing results for, ‘Lunch in your pocket.’”
Spoiler Alert: The Hidden Figures were really hidden.
If you were playing a drinking game by how many Black people you saw, you’d be stone cold sober by the end of the film.
I think I saw seven Black people; but that’s not including how many might’ve been passing.
There was one Black Scientist working in the corner by himself. And I was in love, because OG had a old school pocket protector. Be still my nerdy heart. If my dude is still alive, please tell him to hit me up.
That said, it’s hard to be impressed by Apollo 11 when your introduction to space travel was The Enterprise.