Less than Stellar

Movie Review: Interstellar touches on the space-time continuum and the theory of relativity, which we all give a knowing nod to but really we have no idea what any of that means. Our understandable lack of demonstrable galactic knowledge sanctions creative film directors to make up all sorts of stuff knowing that Stephen Hawking will probably give this one a miss. When I went to see it I must have sat close to the edge of a large black hole as time rapidly came to a complete standstill. I felt that outside of the theater people were being born, living full and wholesome lives and then dying surrounded by their extended families, as I sat through this mournful movie marathon.

Now they did have some pretty good actors in the movie. If someone were to ask me generally to name my favorite actors I would rapidly attempt to manufacture a list in my mind, as I always seem to struggle with those types of queries. Same goes for my favorite city or preference in music, I am always seemingly completely unprepared and feel irrationally blindsided by the inquiry. Just like Sarah Palin when asked what newspapers she reads. I’m not sure why that is, but I always grasp around figuratively for answers as images go sequentially through my mind at a fair clip as I try to pluck those I like and compile them into some hierarchical sense. I really should formulate some catalogued lists so that next time I can hand them out upon request. Preparation, that is. Michael Caine is always in my mind’s slide show but I hesitate to mutter his name, especially first in an intended list of favorites, which for some reason I feel is an non-retractable and unchangeable commitment, like pressing “confirm” on Expedia. Now Caine is not a bad actor but he was in most movies recently, hey including this one! That’s my mind making self-governing cognitive associations.

After taking a seemingly inordinate amount of time to respond to the inquiry I would probably default to an alphabetical sequence and start trotting out Al Pacino, Bill Nighy, and so on but I wouldn’t get much past the first few letters before stumbling or attempting to change the subject. Now as I near the destination at the end of this rambling road—even if I made it to M I wouldn’t utter Matthew McConaughey. Again, not that I don’t think he is a fine actor, but he is just one of those many “good” actors that wouldn’t make it to my A-list should I ever organize one. As in Interstellar he seems to over-ooze the drama in his characters regardless of his surroundings or the overall context of the film. There could be interplanetary war and global decimation or a crippling world plague going on and Matthew’s character would be dealing with some pervasive personal issue such as a momentary slighting by his daughter a half-century earlier. And boy would he play that out in every scene.

In the Carl Sagan hit, Contact, he played a priest. Yes a priest in a space movie. I eagerly awaited the release of that film, based on Sagan’s thoroughly enjoyable and fascinating 1980s novel of the same name. And this guy plays a pastor? That’s him in a nutshell—he probably loved the idea of being a spiritual, sensitive ecclesiastical gentleman in a groundbreaking blockbuster about interplanetary travel and astronomical discovery. Now, if I were an actor and I was handed the script to a movie based on Sagan’s seminal work covering space, alien encounters and the like, I would be so thrilled as imagery of Skywalker and Spock shot through my mind’s eye. And then when informed of my clerical character role I would be like, “are you shitting me?” Though his character did have sex with her character but now we know she is not necessarily interested in that kinda thing. None of that stuff was in the novel thank goodness.

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Scene from one of the planets in Interstellar, had I directed the movie. (Courtesy C. Blackshear)

Caution: Contains scenes that were dropped from Inception and suggestive references to particle physics.

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  1. Interesting comments as I have not yet made the journey to view this particular movie, usual Hollywood hype, I feel. In any case, I did manage to see the movie based loosely on the life of Stephen Hawking called ‘The Theory of Everything.’ While clearly written from the viewpoint of his first wife, and was indeed based on her book, I was nonetheless entertained by the excellent portrayal (by Eddie Redmayne) of the genius of the man and the enormity of the challenges he faced and overcame. From the age of 22 when he was told he had 2 years to live to the ripe old age of 72 and still kicking (pardon the pun), the movie offers but a brief glimpse into his life but is well worth the 2 hours spent recumbent (I watched this particular movie at the new Regal 12 cinema in Springfield Mall that sports the comfy, oversized reclining leather seats, with beer holder, that I just happened to put to good use!). I also recommend Stephen Hawking’s book, ‘A brief History of Time,’ but I suspect you have already read this one…

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