Film fragments of a secret space mission make up the vast majority of this tedious fake-found-footage horror movie, which ushers out the summer with an even goofier lunar conspiracy theory than the one proffered in Transformers: Dark of the Moon. Director Gonzalo Lpez-Gallego proves a poor student of the Blair Witch formula; despite its apparent artlessness, that forerunner pioneered a meticulous anti-aesthetic predicated on suggestive use of sound and deliberately off-center camera placement. By contrast, all Apollo 18 has to offer is endless radio crackle and visual incoherence. And what's out there, tormenting the astronauts? The answer is dumber than a box of moon rocks.
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