Interstellar

This wasn’t a movie. This was a 3-hour existential breakdown with a Hans Zimmer soundtrack. I went in thinking, “Cool! Space!” and left wanting to call my dad, solve gravity, and lie down in a field forever. Matthew McConaughey cried once and suddenly I was sobbing like I lost a decade to a black hole. Like HOW is time a villain? WHY did that one wave hit harder than all my emotional trauma?? And WHO let love be the fifth dimension??