Yeah. WTF did I just watch? To say it's not what I expected would be an understatement, but more pointedly: I'm not sure the MOVIE knew what it was, either. I think if you were to ask it, its answer would change depending on the point at which you asked the question.
As a lifelong "universal expansionist," devotee of the
Golden Path, and firm believer that Earth is merely a cradle and not a final domain as far as Humanity is concerned, the trailers had me interested. Unfortunately, that's not what the movie is about. I mean, it completely and utterly is. But it's absolutely not.
It gets really esoteric and, like most modern esoteric films, feels very much like it thinks it's a whole lot cleverer than it is. There's a necessary...finesse and mastery required to building a world and the rules to support it, and that's just not to be found in Interstellar. The ingredients are all there, but there's no artistry. There's no feeling of natural fit to the plotpoints, no real sense of self-supporting disbelief-suspending psuedo-logic. Where it is clearly trying to give the audience credit for figuring things out, its obviousness combines with the opaque bizarreness to insult the audience instead...like a sardonic "Yeah, nice job, genius" to someone who figures out something patently obvious. None of that is helped by a tone and pace that bounce all over the place, creating the aforementioned sense of identity crisis. The second act feels simultaneously rushed and drawn-out, trying to do too many things at once.
The casting, too, feels weird and a little forced in places, and is just as all over the place as the rest of the movie. Chris Nolan regulars play their obligatory roles, with Matt Damon showing up like a wacky cameo and some no-names who feel out of place despite perfectly decent acting skills.
It was weird. I LOVE weird. The problem this wasn't the good weird. It was just incoherent weirdness, not something self-guided and purposeful like a Phillip K. d!ck (gorram swear filter!) or Ray Bradbury novel or something of that sort. Just incohesive oddity that doesn't really add up to anything.
Really, it reminds me of a lot of what's becoming a too-common genre: self-impressed overly-introspective nonsense that's so nutty it's unfathomable and is thus convinced of its own genius. It's the filmic equivalent of a Peter Molyneaux game. Impossible aspirations and minimal effort backing a ridiculous desire to be something special and falling so very incredibly short.
So, the big question: should you go see it?
I have no smegging idea. I really don't. I still don't know if I liked it or hated it. I watched it. That's about all I can tell you. Oh, and the music was pretty good for the most part.