Still mourning the mysterious drowning/possible suicide of her mother, teenage cyber-goth Lucidia (Alexa Davies) mooches around Aldershot with her cyber-goth friends doing cyber-goth things, which seem to consist of experimenting with drugs, dressing up in bin bags and wittering about unicorns, UFOs and alien abduction while her father Gabriel (Antii Reini), an archaeologist, spends his days excavating sites uncovered by Army training manoeuvres in the local woods.

When Lucidia suddenly disappears in a dazzle of lights, the victim of an apparent alien abduction witnessed only by her drug-addled maybe boyfriend Luke (Lucian Charles Collier), a distraught Gabriel desperately searches for her, encountering her alien-obsessed circle of acquaintances ruled over by manipulative, malevolent, polysexual, blue-haired queen bee Alice (Tallulah Rose Haddon), jealous of Lucidia’s vanishing, and forms a bond with the troubled Tegan (Lara Peake), a girl obsessed with unicorns and black holes who bears more than a passing resemblance to his late wife…

Much like the teenagers that are it’s subject, writer/director Alex Taylor’s feature debut is smug, obnoxious and bubbling with it’s own sense of self-importance. Nothing much happens but then, if you’re a nice middle class teenage cyber-goth stuck in Aldershot or Farnham, nothing much would, the tedium of your existence only alleviated by an occasional kicking delivered by the local squaddies, though Spaceship doesn’t even deliver that. Trust me, I went to art school in Farnham, the squaddies you encounter there don’t read you poems about missing jumpers (as experienced by Gabriel); they obsessively watch football hooligan films, drink Stella and search for any excuse to jump on your head. Taylor’s PVC and bin bag-clad outsiders with their kaleidoscope-hued hair and collared gimps on chains, wouldn’t last five minutes.

But the film at least reflects the tediousness of it’s alienated, affectless protagonists lives as they wander around spouting portentous guff, dance on shattered tanks and numb themselves with drugs and alcohol, leaving you, the audience numb and alienated. With it’s loose, semi-improvised feel, embarrassing non-performances and day-glo, psychedelic aesthetic, Taylor’s obviously seen a Gregg Araki film at some point in his life, possibly while under the influence and thought: “I can do that!” He can’t. Spaceship feels like you’re watching an ill-conceived, only partially complete student film in search of an editor with only the always watchable Davies making much of an impression. Unfortunately, as the vanished Lucidia, she spends much of the film offscreen.

Movie Review: Spaceship
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