(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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