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The surprisingly gorgeous musical scoring of this fine documentary should give the magnificent orchestration of Matthew Jordan Reeds prominent billing. I can't say whether he custom-crafted the score for this film independently, But it sure elevates the soul, and buttresses an importance to the thematic roller coaster of a ride this is.

Don't bother. "Written, produced, directed by" same person.

Amateurish production, mostly shot in a hotel conference room posing as a 'bunker'. Premise (title) was intriguing, but ended there. Just a wannabe knockoff of "Contact", sort of. But it nicely gives a nod to Carl Sagan. Actors' dialogue was so wooden and unnatural - there was absolutely no overlapping dialogue... Kind of like Lego people that just sit in their place for over an hour and speak on cue when the director points a finger at them.

The previous reviewer is absolutely correct in stating this was shot on a 20 year-old cellphone. But those 1950's elementary school productions generally turned out more raw talent. You know from the pretentious font in the opening credits that this is not worth your time. It's worse than that - the sound is so bad it will destroy your speakers.