We all want to believe that in this universe we are not alone...even as Christians, why else would God have created this entire universe?
And we all want to believe that Steven Spielberg will make a great movie about our place as not alone people in this universe. After all, he gave us Close Encounters, ET, and so many other great movies.
But full disclosure...Disclosure Day wasn't good. My normal rating system feels violated in having to give 'ol Steve a 5. For me, 7 means 'good'. 10 is Schindler's List. A 5 means it's slightly worse than just OK. Not bad (that's a 4). But not good enough for a the average mediocrity of a 6. Five.
Oh my. How do we explain the problems of a movie that good editing might have made into the first episode of a decent Apple TV series? A few things...
First, the cliches.
-This ain't just a Spielberg problem, but can we call a moratorium on the whole 'anywhere we ever need them, there's always a small army of black-clothed government agents ready to break up the good works of the good guys' trope? I know we live in a world of ICE goons and FBI agents being re-tasked to do bad things...but the same guys who sixty years ago were Star Trek Red Shirts are now Sucky World Black Shirts? That explains a lot about our world.
-Second, can we please for the love of all that is good ditch the very modern technique of shows and movies spending half their time with characters talking on the phone to each other? A subset of this rant is the ubiquitous burner phone which gets broken each time, because smart phones are always so trackable to the point that at least once somebody breaks/runs over/throws them into the river so as to get some privacy.
-A third tiresome cliche is how multiple times the end of an action scene we see our heroes getting away from trouble carless/cashless/phoneless. There they are, alone in this world...and in the next scene they are two states away, checked into a small town motel? Maybe that's the boring part of the script that got left on the editing room floor, the scene where they meet a helpful and kind stranger that fills our heart with hope. That would make the movie too long, but sometimes reality is important to explain.
OK. Now we can get to the particulars of this story (big spoiler alert).
-First we come to the premise of the movie. We aren't alone, and we haven't been for at least 79 years. Aliens have appeared (always, it seems, within the continental United States). Many, many people saw spaceships and lights in the sky and the bug eyed green little men. Yet the conspiracy is that this has all been covered up. Until now! And one of our heroes (the man) has somehow compiled all the hundreds of random videos of our contacts on a whole bunch of 23rd century-looking flash drives that have to be uploaded at a TV studio in Kansas City one by one. Our masculine hero was contacted by the aliens in a very intensive way back when he was 10 years old or so, but he and he alone was given the ability to speak to them in the language of the universe, Math. He's let this ability lapse for some 30 years or so as he did his ketamine years in college and then deflowered an aspiring nun, but now it's been reawakened in him as he safeguards the 23rd century flash drives that hold onto the truth.
-But then there's the other hero (the woman), who is a rather pleasant but unstable morning weather lady from the Kansas City TV station. I gotta say, her NBC affiliate (channel 4, KCXE, not real, as the real NBC affiliate in KC is channel 41 KSHB, but many years ago NBC in KC used to be channel 4 WDAF, which became a Fox station when they got the NFL. Whatever.) must be truly splashing the cash to look at the studio and production values they are able to put out each morning for that mid-market show. She, too, was contacted when she was 10 years old, and likewise forgot about everything until a cardinal flew flew through her window yesterday and reawakened the Calling within her. That morning her weather report turns into an alien message to the world, which in fact was only understood by the male hero as everyone else thought she had had a seizure or something. This hero, unlike the male, has been given the gift of ultimate empathy, able to look into the eyes of anybody and know exactly what they need to hear at that moment in whatever language they happen to speak...a really good trick to walk into any dangerous situation and out of any problem! Carol, we just want to help! (Pluribus shout-out)
-Yet her performance inspired the ever-ready and ever-vigilant Bad Government agents who want to destroy her and the message, even as they are also tracking down the hundreds of 23rd century flash drives. The chief bad guy, who tries to silence it all because We Can't Handle The Truth, also has a magical alien artifact power to mind meld with anybody and everybody in the world as long as he can look at their face on a screen and know kinda-sorta where they are. He's susceptible, however, to a pretty face and really only does what he does because his wife died and he broke down and went all government secrety on everybody, turning half of his staff against him so as to make them Good Guys.
-Side note...there's a Secondary Bad Guy whose motivation is undeveloped but he has both the smirk and the muscle. He's serious about following orders, and will even try to kill the good people, even pushing their car into the path of an oncoming train. At the end of the story, he's so mad that chief bad guy won't do Whatever Is Necessary To Stop This that he...storms out of the room, followed by other like-minded black-clothed henchmen.
-Alongisde our male and female heroes is the former (top scientist? high-level administrator? waterboy?) who turned against him five years ago. His kind-hearted search for truth prompts him to build a house replica of the female hero's childhood so that she can, somehow, reconnect to what it was like to be contacted as a 10 year old? I get how the bad guys always have an endless stream of money and resources to silence the truth. But how did this GS-14 build such a war peace chest of presumably millions in order that truth can be told? And does his wife and kids know where he's been off to all this time?
-Yet this isn't the best trick of GS-14. No, at the end of the Good Morning Kansas City chatfest, out of nowhere, he's also shown to be the caretaker of an old, frail alien! Where said alien had been living for the past 79 years is not known. Nixon and his big name Hollywood buddy had gloated over the corpses of dead aliens in '73, but this one somehow got away and has (perhaps) been living in a cottage at a Florida retirement community all this time? And now that he/she/it/they needs to be seen, 'ol bug eye decides to get wheelchaired from the back of a u-haul to the TV studio to make a grand appearance? I don't know...Apple TV would at least have waited til the 3rd or 4th episode of the season to throw this plot twist in.
-And so finally The Truth is disclosed, free to everyone who wants to hear. "Listen!" says the female hero to a worldwide TV audience at the last scene...and...CUT, roll credits. I guess it's time to start planning for the sequel, Disclosure Day Two, in which even more disclosures are disclosed? What on earth is going to happen???
-Needless to say, throughout all this the world has been falling apart. We're at DEFCON 2, war seems imminent. But then our crazy weather lady starts speaking alien math language on the local TV station and now the poop really hits the fan...even small town convenience stores are being cleaned out. But once The Truth is being announced, everybody is ready to Listen...by just looking at their phones? Even Russian troops getting ready to go to battle? To me, this seems the hardest part of everything to believe in a movie with a hundred jumps of disbelief. I mean, it's 2026. Can we anymore believe that we can all be united in an alien message of love and harmony when in fact 38% of people still believe that Donald Trump is doing a good job? Yeah, I don't buy it. As quick as the female hero starts to tell people about The Truth, you just know that Newsmax is cutting to commercial for boner pills, that Sean Hannity starts to scream about this being some liberal plot, that the movie version of Donnie Dimwit complains again about elections being stolen. People WILL be watching their phones...but there's no longer any universal truth that some people believe in. And inevitably, somebody in this world on verge of war will look at this as an opportunity to fire the missiles. Maybe that's why the credits rolled when they did, 'cuz we're all dead. Kumbayah, no.
-One final thing...the animals (deer, fox, cardinal, raccoon) just wanna stare into your eyes and talk. Ain't that sweet. Where is Dr. Doolittle when you need him?