Interstellar for those of you that don't know, is a movie about Matthew McConaughey (tha dick salesman from Magic Mike) and Anne Hathaway (you know...tha ugly Natalie Portman?) being launched into space so they can't make any more movies thus saving tha world.
It...it wasn't...it was...um...okay! I got it:
Let's say you have this faaaavorite smoothie spot right. We'll say it's called "Christopher Nolan." And you go there and you're like yo! Lemme get that banana smoothie that you make that I love! And Christopher Nolan is like yeh man! No probz! And then hands you...
A glass of water. And you're like oh no dude I wanted a smoothie and he's like "yeah! Yeah that's it!" but...but it's not. It's just room temperature water.
Is it something to drink? Yeh. Does it quench your thirst? Sure. But you wanted that smoothie man. You coulda gotten something more exciting than water from John Wick.
So that's what Interstellar is: an ambiguously tepid glass of water served to you by a smoothie spot.
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