Interstellar

"Love is the one thing we're capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space." First watch, and I feel like my soul just went through a wormhole. Interstellar isn’t just a sci-fi epic; it’s a father-daughter love story disguised as a meditation on humanity’s place in the cosmos. And it makes you feel so many things. Who are we and where do we need to be? From Hans Zimmer’s cathedral of an score to Hoyte van Hoytema’s cinematography that makes you feel the cold hush of space, Christopher Nolan crafts an odyssey that’s as intimate as it is infinite. The docking scene? Pulse in my ears. The waves on Miller’s planet? Breath gone. The tesseract? Tears, plural. Some say the ending is “too sentimental.” I say it is how it should be. Let me have my cosmic cry. In an era of cold, cynical blockbusters, Interstellar dares to believe that love and connection might be the most important forces in the universe. I hope that everybody who is searching in this cold world between anxieties, pain and stress will find their own Interstellar. If this is what Nolan can do, I’m both terrified and thrilled to see how much harder this will hit on a rewatch. Maybe I started watching science fiction just because Interstellar existed?