Fritz Lang's last silent film is nothing special, looking more like the work of Lang's wife and screenwriter (and Nazi-to-be) Thea von Harbou.

Mirroring the director's own passions for fantasy literature, Gustav's youthful optimism disproves the too-superficial reading of Lang as a monocled, perfectionist tyrant.

A blueprint for the blockbusters of today.

Even in the context of his 1929 Astrophysics, Lang builds up the trip to the moon with some spectacular sequences and an intrigue that is preserved with the aesthetic marks that are common in German Expressionist silent films. [Full review in Spanish]