On a gravel plain stretching to infinity, Milla Jovovich’s Captain Natalie Artemis stands with her back to camera and a map in hand. As the sunrise washes over her, a frenzied voice calls for backup on the radio. When she turns around, an extreme close-up chisels in the details: a layer of dirt on the face; a pale, green-blue eye in profile. She bangs the hood of a patrol buggy, snapping her team of roughnecks back to their mission into unknown territory. “Alright, ladies, saddle up.” Her voice a low, husky growl that recalls the mumbling tough guys of ’80s action staples. “She’s a woman,”...…On a gravel plain stretching to infinity, Milla Jovovich’s Captain Natalie Artemis stands with her back to camera and a map in hand. As the sunrise washes over her, a frenzied voice calls for backup on the radio. When she turns around, an extreme close-up chisels in the details: a layer of dirt on the face; a pale, green-blue eye in profile. She bangs the hood of a patrol buggy, snapping her team of roughnecks back to their mission into unknown territory. “Alright, ladies, saddle up.” Her voice a low, husky growl that recalls the mumbling tough guys of ’80s action staples. “She’s a woman,”...WW…