Interstellar is
by far the best and most comprehensively satisfying big-budget spectacle of the year... and thats a serious problem. The cosmic margin by which Christopher Nolans latest film eclipses its competition forces it to double as an unsettling reminder of how unimpressive such a feat has become. Nolan has made a career of exposing the poverty of our current blockbuster cinema, and not since Inception has a film of this size evinced a narrative ambition on par with that of its scale (with the possible exception of independently financed bomb,
Cloud Atlas), but it was never going to be any other way.
If Nolan paints with too broad a brush for the film to function as trenchant sociopolitical commentary, Interstellar is nevertheless a sweeping condemnation of complacency. By virtue of their economics displacement, every blockbuster is a comment on the circumstances of its making, and while Interstellar can only guess at quantum mechanics, it reflects the state of commercial cinema with a scientific accuracy. Interstellar may not take us to new heights, but its reach is nevertheless an urgent reminder that the movies will suffocate if we dont try to get there. Just because were still alive doesnt mean that were not dying. Interstellar illustrates why Nolans most ardent fans think that he can take us forward, but it also proves that Nolan cant do it on his own.
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