a/k/a “Journey to the Center of the Universe.” One of the most beautiful and simply spellbinding science-fiction movies I’ve ever seen. If Antonioni were to shoot an episode of “Star Trek,” it would look like this. It’s got, like, a decadent lounge scene for astro-physicists! There are some story complaints; the story is kinda weak, frankly. A group of explorers explore, think about giving up, then find what they are looking for. And there is a climactic showdown that feels really forced — I even chalked it up to being a symbol for some Cold War trope I didn’t understand. But this is MORE than made up for in cinematography (it isn’t Black & White, it is Silver) and mood. This movie put me in a Movie Trance. It takes a lot for me to totally forget my surroundings and get 100% in The Zone. “The Return” a few months back came close, but it hasn’t really happened since last October’s screening of Chris Marker’s “Sans Soleil.” Anyway, the audience was absolutely buzzing after the screening at MoMa. A common comment was how much Gene Roddenberry cribbed from this.