A film that tries to pass itself off as being far more intelligent than it actually is. (Spoilers abound!)

Rating: 4/10 (19 March 2015)

The film should have been called, "Yet Another Over-hyped Nolan Film Where The Main Character Sulks For Three Hours While Nolan Takes Said Three Hours To Deliver A Stupid, Entirely Ridiculous And Clichéd Message That Could Have Been Summed Up In Three Minutes. Also, Science Stuff Happens And Some Of It Is Cool But The "Plot" Is So Pointlessly Convoluted In Order To Make The Film Appear Way More Intelligent Than It Actually Is That It Was Difficult To Appreciate Said Science Stuff."
(Ergo, the title should be as pointlessly long as the movie is.)
Alright, look, there *was* some neat-o science stuff in it. The CGI was cool. Some of the concepts were cool, despite the film more or less being a retelling of Ayn Rand's "Atlas Shrugged", the Carl Sagan inspired "Contact" and Kubrick's "2001: A Space Odyssey" all smushed into one. Also, there are robots. Frankly, I cared far more about the robots than I did about the characters. That's about where my enjoyment of the film ended, though.
I *wanted* to enjoy this film. I really did. I LOVE films about space and space travel! And the actual space stuff in and of itself, I did enjoy, even if much of it was wildly unbelievable and no doubt inaccurate as hell. Matthew McC and Anne Hathaway deliver a pretty solid performance, which I commend them for, considering how little character development and depth they actually had to work with. I'm still trying to work out what the point of Matt Damon's character was beyond being a token baddie plot device. I wanted to feel for Matthew McC's character, and I suppose I did to a point. But I was also so bewildered by how things were unfolding and the utter disjointed and jarring pacing of the film and the pointlessly stupid decisions that the apparently super smart characters made that I just wasn't able to care about the characters all that much. Amongst all that, I kept waiting for the entire point of the film to be acknowledged. After investing three hours of my time to this film, I hoped the point and moral of the story was going to be worth my time.
It wasn't. When it finally got to the (frankly absurd and cheesy as hell) point three hours later, I was thinking, "Uhhhhh, you basically said this at the beginning of the film, and Anne Hathaway's character also said the same, like, two hours ago, why did I sit through three hours of this when the entire point and moral compass of the film was made at the beginning of the film?" (Also, the concept of love superceding all time, space and gravity? For cryin' out loud, give me a goddamn break.) And then the last ten minutes turned into a full-on Lifetime channel fluff fest that was purposely intended to yank on the audience's heartstrings and make them think those three hours they spent watching the film was worth it, which it clearly was for a lot of people, and that's cool. But what bugs the hell out of me is the way this film - like all of Nolan's films - attempted to make itself appear far more intellectual and smart than it actually was. I, personally, felt like my intelligence was being insulted.
Four out of ten stars. The four stars are for the nifty CGI stuff, some cool space imagery, the effort Matthew McC and Anne Hathaway made to turn boring and flat characters into something reasonably engaging, and the robots.
That's the last Christopher Nolan film I'm ever watching.