Passengers Is A Love Story (That Should've Been A Horror Movie)
Passengers (aka Chris Pratt And Jennifer Lawrence: The Movie) looked like a story about two good-looking people who only take breaks from space-adventuring for intergalactic doing it ... but that's not exactly how it goes down. You might have an idea of what it's really about if you saw all those thinkpieces about how surprisingly creepy it was.
The movie begins with Pratt's character, Jim, accidentally waking up from cryo-sleep with the kind of panic that makes you wonder if he was dreaming about being chased by dinosaurs and slathering himself in poop.
"GOOOOLDBLUUUM! Aw dammit, I need new undies."
Jim is now alone on a luxury spaceship bound for a new Earth-like planet to colonize. Unfortunately, the ship won't arrive there until long after he's dead. And because the ship's computer is as helpful as a Kinko's employee, there's no way to put him back into cryo-sleep. Like one of Facebook's many lurking weirdos, Jim starts watching videos of his fellow slumbering passengers, becoming obsessed with one called Aurora (Lawrence).
Because Jim's life is ruined and he doesn't want to be alone, he decides to ruin Aurora's life too, waking her up and pretending that her pod also malfunctioned. It's a horrible thing to do, but to be fair, Jim mulls over this ethical dilemma for a good 45 seconds or so. Then our brave protagonist starts hitting on this scared lady, because remember, he's a giant piece of shit. They even sleep together in what we can only assume is the ship's Tron-themed suite.
Hopefully he put a suit on his little Tronguy.
The only person to talk to onboard is a robot bartender who dresses like the ghost bartender in The Shining -- another story of isolation and men being abusive to women. Probably because they had to delete his deception subroutine to make room for how to make a Slippery Nipple, one day he blurts out the truth to Aurora.