Monday, 3 July 2017

Interstellar


(Christopher Nolan/2014/USA)


The world is fucked, crops are dying, the predicted environmental cataclysm is happening and mankind is trying to figure a way out. Luckily there’s a big wormhole that just appeared near Saturn that leads to a galaxy with potentially habitable planets. 12 missions have been sent through to try and find one suitable for mass exodus from earth whilst scientists try and figure out how to accommodate that mass exodus by solving new wormhole space travel physics. 

From the midst of that premise springs the story of Murphy and her dad and how their two narrative arcs intertwine and collide and bounce and diverge and in the doings of it explore the prospect of extinction and the grasping at hope and the exploration of other galaxies and black holes and event horizons and the temporal fabric of the universe. The science might be completely barmy but the inherent logic of this film is sound and you believe it and it reels you in and Nolan is a master at plucking the epic strands of emotion that he unfurls and weaves into it. Not a lot of films make me cry but this one does; tears of hope that our miserable god-awful species can drag itself up out of the shit heap it’s in and do some genuine evolving.


(4/5)

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