That's pretty much where I was at, though I was more charitable in my rating than you. Where was the wrestling with the loneliness, looking up at the Martian starscape? Why no depiction of the mood on earth until the very end when you see dancing in Times Square? A man is the only living thing on a planet. That's an incredible and profound and terrifying thing. And then he makes life by growing potatoes. That's really profound. A lot of the people in this world live almost entirely on a single subsistence crop: potatoes, rice, kasava. Whatev. Science! It's cool — but not as cool as it could be — as a science adventure. It hints at offering the punch back at our culture of dysfunction and showing how we can pull together as teams and solve problems when we have to, but with none of the satisfaction — or even the roadmap — that Apollo 13 offered. The latter was used for years at business retreats. I hesitate to praise Ron Howard to the skies, but I don't see this having that sort of long tail as a team-building exercise. It even has a built-in metaphor for faith-and-science, as Watney carves up a crucifix for kindling, but it becomes a grinning, wink of a moment. That the credits roll to the tune of "I Will Survive," pretty much sums up how deep it hits or how deep it really wants to hit. Where were the minions?