“Do not go gentle into that good night.”
Well here we are. After a good ten weeks or so, we have found ourselves at the end of the journey, the top of the pedestal, eagerly holding the gold medal to crown the much anticipated number one film. It’s interesting- number one came first when I created my list, as natural as anything. I guess it has always existed there, the top of my unwritten list since the minute the 2 hours and 50 minutes of what can quite literally only be referred to as cinematic genius expired, my eyes left to adjust to the sudden bright lights and my mind left to adjust to the incredible influx of pure, well, WTF! that had just occurred.
The movie starts with the scene above: one that puts into perspective the chaotic and unique nature of the plot. Set in the semi-nearby future, Interstellar follows a world struck with famine due to a second type of Dust Bowl affecting the majority of the world. Earth’s population has been drastically reduced, and life as we know it struggles to exist in an age of so little. Few resources remain other than those geared to farming. Cooper, played by the brilliant Matthew Mcconaughey, a retired NASA pilot, discovers a secret operation of the former government agency that is barely surviving: an operation to find a new home for the human race, requiring Cooper to head a mission into a wormhole with potential habitable planets.
I know, I know- science fiction can be quite draining for the casual viewer. Trust me- it is not a genre I jump to on movie night. And I refrain from trying to summarize a plot so dense and detailed as this- for we could be here for days. In fact, the scientific base behind the entire film is completely accurate and plausible, hypothetically. Christopher Nolan and his brother Jonathan spent years studying time relativity, gravity, and more to ensure that the movie was not purely a work of fantastical fiction, but a visual account of human research put to light in the context of a movie plotline.
The film is replete with brilliant acting, from young, inexperienced Timothee Chalamet to Jessica Chastain to, of course, front man Matthew Mcconaughey, who absolutely changes the level demanded out of the entire cast, who plays, in my opinion, his greatest role yet. He humanizes science, to put it in the simplest way. He brings forth emotions in waves of gravity, into years of lost time due to relativity, into moments where it seems the journey is over. He, at his core, is just a father, who wants to see his daughter one more time: (Don’t let me leave Murph.)
Here is the thing about Christopher Nolan, about any great director that has artistic vision: dare I say it, the plot doesn’t matter. It doesn’t. As amazing and incredible and intricate as the script and the storyline is, it is not integral to the greatness of the film, not the sole factor for brilliance. What matters, more than anything, is the ability to move people, to make people feel. It is what I have centered this entire list around, and on a deeper level what I have spent my life trying to achieve: real, human feeling. What is the point of life without it? What is the point of science, or literature, or space or time or school or marriage or absolutely anything we have in this world without the beauty and tragedy of human emotion to enable it. It doesn’t have to be loud, it doesn’t have to be dramatic, it doesn’t have to be perfect. It just has to be.
It is the man with AIDS fearful of a life cut short, and the pair of new friends haunted with the end of prospect of being alone when the world ends. It is the love of two people despite a time of war and revolution and the Beatles, and it is the pure gift of friendship the therapist showed the genius boy from the wrong side of town. It is the hope held by the stubborn girl who is so ready to take on the world, the pure intimacy experienced by two strangers in a beautiful Italian summer, the confidence and joy brought to an entire class by a single teacher’s revolutionary way of thinking. It is the pain experienced by the depths of the human mind and the extents it can hurt one man, it is the respect and love that two prisoners managed to find in their own form of hell. And it is the man, from whom so much time was taken powers out of his control, who got to hug his daughter, now years older than him, one last time.
I say goodbye for now, and I thank those who have taken the time to read my little love poems to these 10 films. I hope I have helped you add some films to your “must watch” list and I hope I have allowed you to reminisce on movies you have forgotten about.
But most of all, I hope I have inspired you to not be afraid to feel. Experience life, revel in the pain and the tears and the glory and the love and the light.
Do not dare go gentle into the good night.