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Red Planet is set in the mid-21st century, when pollution has so damaged Earth that mankind attempts to colonize Mars. Probes carrying algae are sent to Mars with hopes that the algae will multiply and pump oxygen into the atmosphere. The plan goes well for over 20 years as the oxygen level steadily increases and then the oxygen level suddenly starts to drop. Why? Kilmer, Sizemore, and Moss are part of the mission sent to investigate (in addition to Benjamin Bratt, Simon Baker, and Terence Stamp).
When a solar flare hits their spacecraft, they're forced to abandon ship. Commander Bowman (Moss) stays behind to make sure the others get away safely, and in the process, she rides the ship to a stable orbit around Mars. Meanwhile, the men ride to the planet's surface in a highly improbable spherical contraption that bounces down Mars' rocky gorges like a pinball before finally coming to rest. Circuiting the planet in the mothership, Bowman barks out instructions while guiding the men across the planet. Complicating matters is a dog-like robot named AMEE (pronounced like the woman's name "Amy") that becomes damaged during the landing and is now stuck in "war games" mode. Every so often when the action threatens to bog down, AMEE returns to do her best Terminator impersonation, suddenly morphing into a deadly chrome-plated super-warrior.
Nearly everything about Red Planet is overly familiar: as previously mentioned, Bowman (watching from the safety of the mothership) recalls Ripley in Alien and AMEE recalls the deadly cyborg from The Terminator. In addition, we also get a small (but crucial) dose of Pitch Black and Starship Troopers in the form of bug-like creatures on the planet Mars. The presence of Terence Stamp as a scientist-cum-philosopher suggests greater ambitions may have originally existed in Chuck Pfarrer and Jonathan Lemkin's screenplay; however, so little faith is placed in Stamp's contribution that he's promptly killed off.
Red Planet never completely drifts into tedium, but everything that happens is so familiar that the movie feels like a paint-by-numbers endeavor, cobbled from a litany of readily identifiable sources. I attended the movie screening with several enthusiastic but relatively undemanding sci-fi fans who love Hollywood-style mega-blockbusters, and as they left the theater they said things such as "It was okay" and "It wasn't bad." But they mostly sounded as if they were trying to convince themselves that they hadn't just wasted two hours of their lives. "I don't think I'll bother buying it on DVD," said one moviegoer. In the world of instant merchandising and video releases that take place barely four months after theatrical debuts, that's maybe the sharpest criticism of all.