I love science fiction.
I did not like this movie.
And you know, I can’t tell exactly why. I’m a big fan of apocalyptic dystopias and last-minute saves (try Cities in Flight). I love big rockets and spacecraft and all that jazz.
What I don’t like is boring. And that’s what Interstellar ultimately was for me. It felt much longer than its already considerable length. And I think the answer is that while the film talks a good game about love, it doesn’t really show the good game. The characters are far too sterile, even as we’re told they’re not.
Example (spoiler): In a fairly early scene, Cooper is told by his daughter’s principal and teacher that Murph has been getting into fights for insisting on the truth of America’s 1969 moon landing. The teacher, who is not all that much younger than Cooper (who has flown at least into the stratosphere) teaches and believes the line that the space program (at least the lunar portion) was faked; that it was no more than propaganda designed to force the USSR to bankrupt itself.
Leaving aside the factual wrongness of that last assertion (nobody even believes that the arms race was intended to bankrupt the USSR; and NASA [and USSR equivalent] budgets were never more than a tiny portion of their respective countries’ military budgets), Cooper’s response is critically wrong.
In response to the teacher’s (or principal’s, I forget which) comment about “useless machines,” he reminds them that one of the useless machines that no longer exists is the MRI, which might have saved his departed spouse, which would be a good thing, because she’d be meeting with the teacher, and she was always the calm one.
Cooper’s lines are delivered coolly and calmly. But would an astronaut be cool and calm about such a matter? Wouldn’t he at least yell once?
And that was pretty much my favorite scene.
By all means, go and see it if you haven’t. It’s not a terrible movie. But it is a legacy of Star Wars and the drowning of character in a sea of special effects.