Interstellar

First a RANT: [But it is a seven paragraph rant so… IT WAS GREAT!]

People, put away those satanic cell phones! I feel like I am living in some alien world of electronically addicted zombies. Can we not look at our phones for the duration of a single movie? I noticed three people (and I was trying not to see it so there may have been many more) in the rows in front of me that couldn’t go five minutes. Open up their phone, check their messages, their emails, their twitter, their Facebook. Someone’s phone even rang in the middle of the movie even though there are about 5 messages and commercials that boom at IMAX levels about TURNING OFF YOUR FUCKING CELL PHONES (my wording is better). The person wasn’t so droolingly inconsiderate as to answer the damned call.

I look at it the same as I would a drunk vomiting into a gutter or a person smoking a cigarette through a hole in their throat or a junkie shooting up. I was about to say at least this habit won’t kill you, but then I remembered the vehicle accident statistics for such people – never mind.

I haven’t really looked into it, but I’m curious as to the mental damage accrued for such an addiction. Lack of social skills is one; I can observe that in my job. It is a dependency issue, clearly. Some people I work with cannot work for more than 20 or so a minutes at a time without checking in with their roommate or girlfriend or some other form of communication.

TURN THEM OFF! USE WHEN NECESSARY! WAIT UNTIL YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO ACTUALLY SAY! WE’LL ALL GET ALONG FINE UNTIL YOU DO! LOOK UP! DO SOMETHING CREATIVE, LEARN SOMETHING, TALK TO A FELLOW HUMAN, NO, NO, TO A FELLOW HUMAN NOT AT A FELLOW HUMAN – THEY ARE NOT GIANT EARS BORN TO RECEIVE YOUR BLATHERINGS.

Here is another thing. When you have a child that is still babbling at the ripe old age of 6 months, do not bring the child to a science fiction movie in IMAX (which is LOUD). Get a baby sitter or stay home. Yeah, being a parent is a bitch, I’m sure. But at $17.25 a ticket no one wants to hear your baby scream its head off. I wasn’t watching this thing in the ghetto, these people are all well-to-do, they can afford a baby sitter. Or, if they feel they cannot trust a baby sitter, you can watch it on your giant LCD television in HD streaming in a few months time.

Someone went out and complained and the ushers asked the people to take their baby outside so the guests (paying $17.25 a ticket) could watch their movie.

I’m not one of those people that goes off every time someone’s kid starts wailing (unless the kid is 8 or something, then you are dealing with those modern weak parents who views their child as a friend thus adding to the surplus population of fragile, thin-skinned iPhone addicted whiners) but, damn a theater is not the place for babies that small. Especially a movie as loud as that one was.

Which movie was that again?

Ah, Interstellar. Mmm, how to describe this movie. It had everything on the plate. A dystopian (although not of the authoritative government sort) future, man has to venture to the stars to find a new home. Long term space flight, time relativity, human and AI relations, singularities, time travel (of a sorts). The only thing it didn’t have was aliens, but clocking in at almost three hours, I don’t think the plot could have handled it. It touched on great concepts such as relativity, the nature of black holes, love (yes, love). It broached some deep philosophical concepts.

Never thought to bring kleenex to a science fiction film, but you watch Matthew McConaughey weep for over a minute and see if you hold out!

I also love the part about time and dimensions. We have our space dimensions which we are free to traverse, but time we are forever imprisoned in the now, the present. But, if we were to access, as it were, higher dimensions (the fifth, sixth, whatever they may be) then time would be something we could access. Every instance of our lives (indeed of all time itself) would be forever the present, and present to us in that higher dimension(s). We are always being born, we are always dying, going to school for the first time, falling in love for the first time, etc.

I believe this is how St. Augustine first formulated how God experiences time (I think it was Augustine). He doesn’t “see” into the future; the future, the past, the present is all before him. Of course in the movie this was part of the physics of being in a black hole, a relativistic effect. I love those kinds of parallels (although the show Ancient Aliens bugs me…).

Neil deGrasse Tyson explains this part of the movie here. BUT WATCH THE MOVIE FIRST AND THEN SEE THE VIDEO! SPOILER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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