Christopher Nolan’s Interstellar is now playing at a few Portland theaters on 35mm, with digital screenings starting tomorrow night at pretty much all the chain theaters. Nolan wants you to see it on 35mm and 70mm IMAX—hence the film’s early release in those formats—and I’ll throw in that if you want to see Interstellar, you should do so sooner rather than later. It’s a movie that benefits from not knowing a whole lot about it going in, and that includes people’s reactions to it. (At least some of those reactions are going to be intensely negative—some people really won’t like this movie, probably because those people are terrible.)
All that said, our review’s already online—and naturally, it begins with me talking about how we’re all fucked and we’re all going to die.
At least we’re not in as dire of a spot as the people in the near future of Christopher Nolan’s Interstellar, where climate change has turned much of Earth into a poisonous dust bowl. It’s a distressingly plausible end-point to our current environmental circumstances: Earth in Interstellar is a sun-baked dystopia where humanity scratches meager survival from increasingly barren soil, and where the financial, physical, and emotional challenges of daily life have relegated space travel to a half-forgotten past.
SOUND FAMILIAR? Read the rest here; showtimes can be found underneath the review.
WHAT IS THIS, A SPACESHIP FOR ANTS
If we’re doing grades…
The visuals: A
The script: F
The bottom line: if you’re going to see it, see it on a big screen and at least get that combo C grade experience; but see it at home where it trends less toward the big visuals, and you’re more likely going to be a sad puppy.