Ina Graham

So, Earthrise (2014)—yeah, that one. It’s not exactly your average space flick where everyone’s got perfect hair and the spaceship looks like it rolled off a car lot yesterday. No, this one’s got a bit more grit. The story kicks off with a handful of humans, the last scraps of us really, who’ve been scraping by on Mars. Earth? Long gone, trashed, not exactly the dream vacation spot anymore. These Mars survivors get picked to go back to Earth for the first time in, like, generations. You can almost smell the tension. Anyway, the journey isn’t just about landing on the old blue marble. It’s got this whole psychological thing going on—everyone’s wrestling with their own baggage, haunted by what they left behind, and, honestly, they’re not handling it well. Cabin fever, paranoia, the works. You know when you’re stuck in a car with people for way too long and everyone starts to get weird? Crank that up to eleven with the fate of humanity hanging on it. The film’s not so big on explosions or whizz-bang effects—don’t expect Michael Bay madness. It’s more about the claustrophobic vibe, the awkward silences, and the self-doubt. Ina Graham’s there, and she nails that raw edge, making the whole thing feel realer than it probably should. So, yeah, Earthrise is this slow-burn, introspective sci-fi trip about people facing the wreckage of the world (and their own heads), with space as the world’s biggest, loneliest road trip.