You can thank J.J. Abrams and Damon Lindelof for inspiring this kind mystery box rubbish.

1899 had a decent a enough premise that, had they tightened up the story and dumped all the needless padding, could've made for a good sci-fi thriller movie. Rather than a simulation in space that didn't totally rip off 'Dark City', it would've worked better if they went the Bermuda Triangle route and the two ships were the same ship from either two different time periods or from a parallel universe with little wormholes spreading throughout the ship one could pass through to the other ship(s).

The use of White Rabbit in the opening credits to Hendrix and Bowie is absolutely cringe-inducing.

1899 is pretentious and thinks it's smarter than it really is.

That's 7 hours of my life I'm not getting back.