Interstellar

Matthew McConaughey, Anne Hathaway, Jessica Chastain, John Lithgow, Michael Caine, Mackenzie Foy

Dir. Christopher Nolan
Scr. Christopher Nolan and Jonathan Nolan

The one thing I would certainly urge for those interested in seeing Nolan’s latest outing, Interstellar, is: see it on the biggest screen you can find. And if you don’t like your movies LOUD, maybe give it a miss. Interstellar is certainly an experience. It’s not without some pretty major flaws, including some saturating doses of schmaltz. But there are enough ‘wow’ moments to make this film well worth a viewing.

Set in the not too distant future, on a dustbowl Earth ravaged by drought, famine and extreme climate, Interstellar tells the story of former astronaut Cooper (McConaughey). With the human race facing extinction, Cooper and a group of other space travellers (including Hathaway) are humanity’s last hope of finding a planet that can sustain life.

But first Cooper must leave his family behind, not knowing when or if he will return. In a heart-wrenching scene unlikely to leave anyone with a dry eye, Cooper says goodbye to his daughter Murph (Mackenzie Foy).

I suppose this is where the overwrought sentimentalism begins. And unfortunately it’s not where it ends. I’m not at all opposed to some well executed schmaltz, but if I had to listen to Caine’s character recite the Dylan Thomas poem ‘Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night’ one more time, I was going to strangle someone (preferably Michael Caine himself). For my taste, there was simply too much espousing of how so very important their interstellar journey was, what dire straits humanity was in, and love, the universe and everything. We didn’t need to be hit over the head with the gravitas. It was abundantly clear from the set up and the visual, which was spectacular.

Having said that, there are moments in Interstellar that blew my tiny little mind. And because this is a spoiler-free zone, you’ll just have to trust my word on that. But if you know Nolan, you know this is an epic visual feast. He had a challenge living up to last year’s Gravity, which changed the space genre forever. But he does, in spades.

The performances in this film were largely solid. McConaughey has risen exponentially in my estimation (thanks to the likes of True Detective and Dallas Buyers Club), and he is a brilliant choice for the gruff, can-do Cooper. Hathaway, as fellow space traveller Brand, is only mildly annoying and no more unlikely an astronaut than Sandra Bullock was in Gravity. Caine and Lithgow offer up predictably grizzly performances. The other real standouts both play Murph, but at different ages. Foy, as 10-year-old Murph, has maturity and magnetism beyond her years. And Chastain, as adult Murph, is equally engaging and compelling. And there is one more performance that is excellent and refreshingly against type … but you’re just going to have to see the film to discover that one.

I certainly enjoyed Interstellar. It is hugely ambitious – it reaches for the stars (excuse the pun) and in many ways, delivers. At nearly 170 minutes, it certainly felt a little heavy and could have lost half an hour without much trouble, and ended at least ten minutes before it did. And I did feel simply too emotionally manipulated – Nolan could have reeled himself in, without losing the emotion and sentiment he was clearly shooting for.

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Cooper: We used to look up at the sky and wonder at our place in the stars; now we just look down and worry about our place in the dirt.