Interstellar: Movie Review

"Rage, Rage Against the Dying of the Light."

“Rage, Rage Against the Dying of the Light.”

Christopher Nolan.

Love him, hate him or remain neutral toward his movies; you’d have to admit you can’t ignore them movies. Right from his tightly budgeted film debut in Following to his last epic finale in The Dark Knight Rises, he’s had a certain scope of bringing in the wildly extraordinary within the tropes that are but ordinary. As a film enthusiast, I’ve always respected, nay, highly admired most of his work. He’s definitely had some weaker, yet gripping and pertinently well-made, turns in the form of films like The Prestige, and yet he’s continued to bounce back every now and then – from Insomnia to Batman Begins; from The Prestige to Inception (his best film yet) – and has had the power to be unafraid of exploring hitherto unexplored genre territories in the blockbuster template.

Nolan’s stylistic tendencies, however, have definitely managed to ring in quite a bit of dismay among another bunch of viewers. While most of them do agree that Nolan is a “masterful filmmaker”, there are a few whose common thinking does reflect what a dear friend of mine Husam has to say in that context: “… but he’s too busy […] trying to prove how much smarter he is than all of us.”

That’s not to say Nolan’s losing his charm. However, there are a varying set of tastes, and it is for that matter that a film like Interstellar was possibly not received the way his last original Inception was. Despite having an excellent promotional strategy in trying to reveal only what needs to in the trailers, there was lesser persuasive excitement amongst the potential audience relative to the past, when he was known as the most genre defining and defying filmmaker during his days involved in the massive The Dark Knight trilogy.

It’s only natural then, that I was expecting the world out of Interstellar. Far from just being excited about this film, there’s many a reason I’ve been waiting with bated breath for this one. And somehow I had a feeling that my obsessive wait and dangerously infinite expectations would prove a major deterrent in my probable awe for – and enjoyment of – the movie. 

– excerpt of the review by Ankit Ojha

It’s almost pointless to state that I’ve been waiting for this film from the time it’s been announced – and longer and more obsessively than is normally healthy for that matter. Did it meet my gargantuan expectations? Read my review here: