A year after his wife's death, James Reynolds is a shambolic wreck who is doing his best to drown himself in the bottle. It's a far cry from the days when he was a highly regarded research scientist. But then a meteorite crashes in his back yard, Reynolds cannot help but find his scientific curiosity piqued. He begins to study the strange rock, discovering that it contains genetic material.
And of course, in the real world, this is when any sane scientist is calling the authorities because holy heck, who knows what actual alien tissue might do to us. But this is a movie, so instead Reynolds grows a woman in his bath-tub, christens her Stella, and starts to teach her our language and culture. All the while keeping the whole thing secret from his friend and former colleague. Of course, said friend may have secrets of her own ...
Dark Matter is a cheaply made British SF film. Some of the physical effects ... well, okay one of them ... actually presents a clever use of limited resources, but otherwise it is pretty much gimp suits and catastrophically bad CGI all around on the technical front. None of which would matter to me if the movie was interesting, but it's a tedious mess, quite frankly. None of the characters are especially interesting or even likeable people, and the acting's mediocre enough that even a good script would struggle to come across well. Fortunately(?) that's not an issue here as the script is murky, pompous and silly at pretty much every turn.
Steer clear of this Dark Matter.
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