I'll be honest here, Stardust sounds more interesting than Sunshine does, even though I dislike fairytale romance flicks, and dig all over science fiction. The plot has me gasping for air through all the BS, and I've only copied the first paragraph. That's not a good sign, is it?
Danny Boyle is an amazing director -- not only does he have a distinct visual style, but he uses film to turn a critical eye on life, humanity, and reality without becoming preachy. 28 Days Later and The Beach are among these achievements, and Sunshine represents the perfection of his craft. Along with Alex Garland, Boyle consistently takes unprecedented steps in a medium too often catered to the indifferent, and with this film, using the present-day climate crisis as a vehicle, he does just that.
To be fair, movies about space or the fate of humanity aren't new. In fact, it seems impossible to make any new statements about a future in space that's based on current science -- it's probably going to be a crew on a mission for the good of mankind. And while Boyle and Garland both admit to borrowing heavily from other famous space-themed endeavors, Sunshine somehow feels familiar and unique at the same time: familiar because it retains elements of past movies -- in some cases improving upon them -- and unique because of the breath-taking imagery, the great performances, and the sheer hopelessness of the mission.