Of course Nolan knows he’s channeling all sorts of heartland-set farm-family movies, including “Field of Dreams” and Shyamalan’s “Signs.”
The characters, and consequently the acting, rarely transcend comic-strip simplicity; Cooper’s family inhabit their own belt of purest corn somewhere between Field of Dreams and Ray Bradbury at his folksiest.
McConaughey plays Joseph “Coop” Cooper, a widowed engineer whose ace piloting skills are as vestigial as this movie’s Field of Dreams version of baseball now appears to be.
Many of Interstellar's finest moments are familiar; visual allusions to The Grapes of Wrath and Field of Dreams, and of course Kubrick's 2001, including TARS, a robot shaped like a walking monolith, with Bill Irwin wisecracking about ejecting someone through an airlock.
The film’s central family (headed by Cooper, grounded after the dismantling of NASA) lives on a corn farm, for goodness’ sake, like the gentle Iowans in " Field of Dreams " (a film whose daddy-issues-laden story syncs up nicely with the narrative of "Interstellar").
Cringe-worthy, it's true, but just as Field of Dreams finds a way through its mess of cornfields and ghost doctors to locate a hard emotional truth about fathers and sons, Interstellar navigates its way through four-too-many readings of Dylan Thomas to speak true to exactly whatever it is about fathers and daughters.