Snap Judgment: Interstellar got such terrible word-of-mouth reviews
from my friends, that I avoided seeing it in theaters. I didn't even go
when it reached the second-run theater. And the second-run theater has beer that helps dull the pain of slogging through an unbearable movie.
In retrospect, I wish I had seen it in theaters. Instellar - while no Inception
- was far better than my low, low expectations. Except for the last 20
minutes, which was a headache and a half. Save your five dimensions for
someone who cares, Nolan. Wait, is the 5th dimension love? It's love
isn't it? I'm pretty sure Anne Hathaway says that the 5th dimension is love. I'm not sure if that makes the movie more or less sensical.
