I continue to think “Interstellar” is a great movie. I just came across Pointman’s rather better review of it than mine. If you do not know Pointman, now would be a good time to make his acquaintance. And if you have not read my original review, you may do so here.
He points out that a father-daughter relationship is at the emotional core of the movie, and of course he is right.
Like him, she isn’t a good fit in the settle for less culture of the time and never will be; the curse of the restless spirit. He goes to a parent teacher interview and asking about how his son is shaping up to get into college, is told the world needs farmers more than engineers. You can see in his face the restraint being exercised because he already knows in his heart the son loves the soil and he’s accepted that, but when they move over to his daughter and telling him she might need some psychological counselling because she’d brought an old book to school about the moon landings, things get darker. Everyone knows they were faked, he’s told.
The institutionalised triumph of sheer stupidity is staring him in the face across a desk from two educators of his children.
You never find out his reply to that but when he gets home and she asks him with a certain trepidation how it went, he tells her in passing that he’s managed to get her suspended from school. It’s his off-hand way of telling her she’s right and the whole of the school establishment are just irrelevant, because she’s brighter than the whole bunch of them put together, which she actually is – don’t worry about it Kiddo. Those two have a very hard-wired direct communication link, a shorthand which leaves no hiding place for either the father or the young child. The emotions between them are simply raw.
Kind of like my daughter and me.
Interstellar takes at least two viewings to for one’s mind to encompass, and I expect to watch it many times over the next decades, should I live so long. I hope you do too.
I will cite Pointman’s conclusion, which was exactly mine.
After so many years of nihilistic propaganda about our innate human evilness, I went to it with little or nothing in the way of expectations. For a change, a popular box office hit is not about us being the curse, it’s about us being the promise. It genuinely surprised me and it stunned me.
And that’s why I was so quiet.