I am not the world’s biggest fan of going to see movies in theaters. I love movie theater popcorn, but I hate smelling like it for hours afterwards. I don’t trust that liquidy, butter substance they put on it. And I hate getting popcorn kernels stuck in my teeth. If they can make boneless chicken wings, why hasn’t someone figured out how to mass produce all the pleasure of popcorn while getting rid of the torture that is having a kernel digging into your gums for hours on end? .

I hate movie theater seats. They’re too small, they either don’t lean back or lean back such a small amount it’s a nuisance, and they’re always crammed right on top of each other. I’ve seen many friendships and relationships end over arguments concerning who gets to use that ridiculously tiny armrest.  

Movie theaters and I do not get along. I would much rather watch a movie from the comfort of my couch or my bed where I can leave to go to the bathroom without missing anything, and also wear pajama pants (or no pants at all if I want). Whenever I go to see a movie in a theater, you should know I am sacrificing a lot of my sanity. I make sure the film I’m about to watch will be worth it.  

Last week I went to see Interstellar in theaters, and good God almighty was it worth it. 

I sat in that cramped chair for three hours as I enjoyed a box of Junior Caramels I had smuggled in - movie theater prices are a prime example of how this government is trying to deprive the pubic of pleasure. By the end of the film I was legitimately sweating. I was so drawn to what was unfolding on the screen before me that I felt like I was actually flying through space like Matthew McConaughey was in front of me. I felt genuinely nervous for his survival. My legs were shaking. When the film finally ended, I let out a drawn out sigh of relief.  

I was baffled by the graphics. The space scenes were phenomenal, and the concepts of time and matter that director Christopher Nolan presented were mind-blowing. The next day I watched 4 hours of Cosmos on Netflix because I found everything about wormholes and black holes so interesting.  

The story was absolutely gripping. In all honesty, I cried multiple times. I hadn’t cried watching a movie that wasn’t Marley and Me since I watched Will Smith pull Jaden Smith onto that bus in The Pursuit of Happyness and away from his beloved action figure. 

Christopher Nolan is one of my favorite filmmakers. His collaborations with his brother Jonathan, the writer of the screenplay for Interstellar, have produced some of my favorite movies. Memento, released in the year 2000, is my favorite movie of all time. Interstellar didn’t disappoint.  

I hadn’t been that enthralled by a movie since I first watched the Pokemon Movie as a child. I expect Matthew McConaughey and Interstellar to reel in the hardware when award season comes around. I suggest you all go see it on the big screen. For me, it was much more of an experience than just a movie.