The scene where he read the poem was really memorable for me. I found out afterwards it's a well-known poem irl, but I'll probably always associate it with that movie. Rage, rage, against the dying of the light.
I can't shake off the Nolan when I see Nolan films. I see the same tired tropes of affluent people grandstanding each other against the stakes of the world, to the absolute non-consent of anyone in it. Ample nepotism in the sense that the "greatness" is inherited, and then tacking on over-the-top artistic prose with the intent of swaying the audience into believing that these are respectable people. All his characters scream of narcissism.
And as always: Eat a dick, Murphy. You're an adult now, you know exactly why your dad had to leave, and you still choose to hate him? Jesus, kid.
I’m not sure if you live in the US, but they’re releasing it for theaters on December 6th. I missed out on it the first time too, so I’m making sure I’m there.