It’s called “Sunshine,” and it’s about the sun. It’s written by Alex Garland. There’s a mission called Icarus 2 that is taking a bomb to the sun to try and reignite a section of it. The bomb is the size of Vancouver and it’s been built in space. There’s been an earlier mission, Icarus 1, which has failed. And what’s happened to it is a mystery. There’s a religious element to the film — the sun is God, really.

— Danny Boyle in Salon.

I’m sure the SF community will — what’s the Tom Stoppard phrase? — open their flies and patronize all over it (cf. zombie community, 28 Days Later) — but what the hell. I like Garland and Boyle.

There’s something going on here that I can’t quite put my finger on. First Soderbergh’s Solaris, then Michael Chabon being interviewed in Locus, telling us he’s working on a balls-out alternate history novel called The Yiddish Policemen’s Union. Now this. Maybe SF is in the middle of getting the kind of respectability it’s always whined about not having.

Not that it’ll be appreciated. One man’s ghetto is another man’s “safe space.” Sometimes the’re the same man.