The first hour is a prairie home exposition, a soft combination of "The Road" and "The Grapes of Wrath."
Astronauts Matthew McConaughey and Anne Hathaway journey to a distant galaxy on a desperate mission to save humanity in this brainy, heartfelt, gorgeous and flawlessly acted sci-fi epic — inspired by “2001: A Space Odyssey,’’ “Close Encounters of the Third Kind’’ and less likely sources such as “The Grapes of Wrath.’’
Often, Christopher Nolan’s ambitious film, which looks like the Dust Bowl evacuation scenes in “The Grapes of Wrath” one minute and the eerily blank vistas of “2001: A Space Odyssey” the next, also seems to be trying to reconcile competing impulses.
Juggling the ricocheting notions of the theory of relativity, the metaphysical meditations of 2001: A Space Odyssey, the symphonic connectivity of The Tree of Life, and the Dust Bowl doom of The Grapes of Wrath, and filming it with a giant Imax camera - Nolan's Interstellar is a feat not to be taken lightly.
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.
Ambitious and grand in scope, it is, in a way, a modern version of "The Grapes of Wrath" in which the dust bowlers go into outer space rather than to California - with comparable disappointment.