I like space. This can mean two things: I like outer space, a popular setting in sci-fi cinema which represents the great unknown, and I like the figurative term “space,” in that I prefer to be alone. Growing into the person I am now, I’ve learned that my desire for solitude has become more selective—I prefer to be away from crowds of strangers, but fully enjoy being around loved ones. This is the difference between me and the star of Ad Astra, Roy McBride, who was raised in a chasm of solitude away from the man who molded him: his father and legendary astronaut, Clifford McBride. Continue reading “Ad Astra Review” →