By some uncanny coincidence, in the very week of the 40th anniversary of Neil Armstrong's moonwalk, a new British movie simply called "Moon" hits our screens, and a widely admired work of intelligence and cinematic brio it most certainly is. In view of these auspicious events here is my take on how man's history of celluloid trips to the moon from Fritz Lang to Duncan Jones has always been about telling a much older, much deeper story.
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