The Daedalus boys have become a priest ( James Garner – here looking much-withered since Jim Rockford but still with fourteen years in him) an exhausting lech ( Donald Sutherland and his horrifying ponytail passing successfully sleazy asides throughout), a pilot ( Tommy Lee Jones doing angry, chirpy and flirty. Hour 1 picks up when those blue-tinted boys are 100 years old and making their way in life outside NASA. Space Cowboys goes for the caricatures, but, damn me if it doesn’t turn into something new with a space adventure and surprises. Or whether they’re real humans enduring the vicissitudes of long lives, old or lost loves, fading health and foot long scrota.

A lot of these films can’t decide whether the old are decrepit caricatures to be laughed at, with or through a veil of pity. The Daedalus team fails…what might their dreams remain…? Space Cowboys begins in the blue-tinted past with weirdly dubbed young actors (including subsequently famous posho Toby Stephens dubbed by Le Eastwood in scenes of genuine oddness) ploughing the skies in jets and doing their damnedest to get into space. Here are two entirely different films stapled together by Clint Eastwood to thrill gentlemen of slow minds and great age.