Ever find yourself wishing we had more films about relativity and quantum mechanics? If so, Christopher Nolan’s epic Interstellar is for you. It’s a little bit Inception, a pinch of 2001, and a few echoes of The Right Stuff.
Matthew McConaughey plays the Sam Shepard/Chuck Yeager role as a former NASA test pilot pressed into leading a mission to save mankind from Earth’s ecological devastation. Anne Hathaway, the inescapable Jessica Chastain and Michael Caine, and a parade of other name actors ably fill a nesting-box plot that, despite its scope, is mostly concerned with relationships, love, and duty.
The visuals are huge and gorgeous. There’s enough danger and tension to get you through its 167-minute running time. The ending, however, rests on a series of late-inning cheats that insert 2001-like mysticism in a way that may or may not work for you. If you see it, go see it in a theater — Interstellar just won’t fit in a living room.