There’s an idea about cinema that most filmmakers will tell you about what is going to happen in the film within the first ten minutes. Fly Me to the Moon, directed by Greg Berlanti (also of Love, Simon), is a perfect example of that technique. In the first ten minutes, sly marketing manager Kelly Jones, played by Scarlett Johansson, tries to pitch business executives on buying a sports car with safety belts (it happens in the 60s when any safety measures were still treated as unnecessary accessories). With seatbelts you don’t have to die driving a Mustang and your wife will luckily give you permission to buy something slightly cooler than a Plymouth. This definitely sounds appealing to buyers, and this is exactly what Fly Me to the Moon intends to do, too. It offers audiences a beautiful, smooth and entertaining ride without any risk. What could possibly go wrong…? But cinema without any risk is not as much fun as it may seem to be at first glance. // Continue Reading ›
