Despite all its thrills and brain teasing, Interstellar doesn’t seem as exceptional as it tries to be. Last year, Gravity showed us what filmmaking craft can do to a simple tale of survival. Nolan’s film is no less in its ambitious execution. But it never quite manages to deal that final blow. It’s audacious, it’s intriguing but it’s also very convenient. Much like theoretical physics, it rationalizes it’s subject to the point where it seems like it’s real. Perhaps it takes its own assumptions a bit too seriously.

Regardless of its faults Interstellar offers enough big screen thrills and even has a few interesting questions to ponder over. Is it humane to abandon everyone on this planet to continue life on another? How morally sound are you to sermonize about not abandoning people if you are perfectly okay with abandoning a humanoid to save your own self? And how much would you pay to keep the magic and market of 2D IMAX alive?

There’s plenty in Interstellar for a geek and much for the passionate movie-goer willing to surrender to a space opera, a magnificent cauldron in which time, love, mortality, parenthood and astrophysics bubble and elegantly spill over.