The Martian

If your film is a commercial film, it has to reinvent its genre of choice, be constantly talked about by the press and audiences and/or have a hefty studio campaign budget standing behind it to even stand a chance at getting nominated. And then you’ll still lose to stuff such as “The Shape of Water.”

Tuesday’s talk covered everything from the nutritional value of algae to Weir’s hobbies of mixology, woodworking and board games.

My problem are the themes these sci-fi pieces choose to grapple with — they’re digestible, bite-size questions of morality and existentialism.

Making a joke to avoid accountability is the cornerstone of white privilege. But “Get Out” will not be silenced, and neither will its director.

The question on everyone’s mind, though, is not whether “Artemis” is scientifically accurate — that much is expected. Higher on the docket is how this sophomore effort compares to first novel “The Martian.”

“I’m only human,” he complained with a good-natured whine. “There's only so long I can go without talking about orbital dynamics!”

Sci-fi, through its pushing of the boundaries of how real and computer-generated imagery can be synthesized, has a responsibility to get it right.

Somehow, for every five BuzzFeed quiz results that are comically off, there will be one result that fits you a little too well.