The Fourth Sunrise

Nice to see something original. Nice to see a Romanian SciFi shot at Vama Veche! I enjoyed it. Director Statement: "I wanted to create an allegorical story about Space travel that seeks the possible foundation and meaning of the human existence. An antidote to nihilism. This is how the character astronaut William Florescu, an American of Romanian origins, was born. A prototype of the no border human dreamer since his childhood to old age. Everything else is a filmic metaphor of life which mix two of my passions. Both aesthetic and romantic: (the seaside scapes, with the infinite sea, the sun, the strong breeze) and the Astronautics science field (with it's Space shuttles, the Retro visual designs of the '60s, a lot of Space stuff details, atmos, Space scapes, etc.) A blend of my inner searches and the day by day findings. "The Fourth Sunrise" is the second part of the Arthouse feature movie "The Astronaut of God", also having as main character the young astronaut William Florescu."

Nicely done and great to sea some new ideas around. Clearly an existential arthouse hibryd kind of a movie. An original and poetic visual journey of the main subject's past and current experiences and a beautiful link between the past and present. Love, humanity, life, and death are the centre of the stories. A beautiful composition and very colourful. Being a practical mystic, I was caught by the subject and plot development. I've experienced Love in many metaphysical ways. Once, in meditation, my spirit guides gave me a ride into an atom. They showed me that the real force that binds atoms, and molecules, and galaxies, is ... Love. 1962 was the middle of the Cold War. Love was hard to find on Earth. Fear, doubt and worry prevailed. Much Love had exited. We invite love in; and, literally, Love comes in.

Never heard of it *shrugs* It's on Tubi and it's free...why not? How bad can it be?

It can be horrible and it is. And that's the only thing it accomplished.

The movie consists of some rando playing the part of a retired astronaut, sitting at a typewriter(!) writing his memoirs and basically reading the book aloud.

He speaks.

In a mono-.

Tone.

Ponderously.

And very.

Slowly.

His sentence structures and word choices are convoluted, in an inept attempt to seem smart.

He's not smart.

If someone pays you to watch it, you're still paying too much and you'll hate yourself.

Avoid. You'll thank me later.

Imagine a bad A. I. reading you a bad SciFi story that's more metaphysics than science. That's The Fourth Sunrise.

It literally sounds like someone used Google Translate and Google Voice to narrate a short story written by a high schooler from an old Soviet Block country on their first mind trip.

Most of the visuals are barely better than cobbled together stock footage montages and something you could record on your phone in a travel camper.

If you're looking for some art house college project this might be right up your alley, but if you're looking for actual entertainment, you'd best keep going.