The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.
The modern mind has lost all capacity to wonder. It has lost all capacity to look into the mysterious, into the miraculous - because of knowledge, because it thinks it knows.
Recently, I watched again a movie that some critics loved and others...not so much. The movie is "Interstellar." I love it.
On the surface, it's a movie that could be categorized as purely "science fiction;" however, it is so much more, or can be so much more for those receptive to the themes raised by its director, Christopher Nolan. Although I acknowledge the movie's flaws, including its characters' occasional tendency for too much "exposition," especially about quantum physics, black holes, and the elasticity of time when affected by gravity, I also assert that for those us not too proud to admit our childlike sense of mystery and wonder about the universe and our place in it, the movie can be very powerful. I think it has much more to say about what it means to be human, including our fundamental nature as social animals, our capacity for love, its transcendence of time and space, and the conflicting demands that love of family and love of the human race may place upon us, especially in extraordinary circumstances where sacrifice is required. To me, the movie is a meditation on broader and deeper themes than mere space travel, time travel, or the other scientific concepts that seem to propel it on the surface.
Given the split among the professional reviewers, you either "get it" or you don't get it. There is no right or wrong opinion, merely personal preference. My wife, for one, had absolutely no interest in the movie or its themes.
Of course, these differences in perception lead me to recall C.S. Lewis' quote about friendship: "Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: 'What! You too? I thought I was the only one.'" Every once in awhile, it would be nice to find someone who makes you understand that you are not "the only one," someone who feels the same emotional impact of the movie, especially the concluding scenes with the protagonist and his daughter, that I do. It's a haunting feeling, a feeling enhanced and deepened by the wonderful score written by veteran composer Hans Zimmer. As Hans Christian Anderson (and others) have observed, "Where words fail, music speaks." In this case, the music speaks volumes.
The following is a sample of the main musical theme of the movie. Again, you either get it or you don't. If it doesn't "speak" to you as it speaks to me, no harm, no foul. For you, there is nothing to see (hear or feel) here. Pax Vobiscum. For others, you're welcome to linger as long as you wish.