“It was you. You were my ghost.”

Interstellar se estrenó unos meses después de la muerte de mi padre. En uno de los períodos más vulnerables de mi vida, la película, con su retrato tan cuidado de la inmensidad en que yacemos, me ayudó a entender que el dolor, la rabia y el duelo que me consumían no eran más que amor no expresado.

Diez años después, con el privilegio de revisitarla en cine (que, por efecto placebo o algo…

It's a raw, crude film that, at multiple moments, generates a lot of discomfort. However, as far as I'm concerned, it's exceptionally executed (without implying it's perfect) and is one of the best satires I've seen in recent years; not taking into a count the masterpiece that is Parasite, of course.

I've read multiple reviews pointing out a problem in the way it portrays womanhood. However, the thing is, for me, the film didn't aim to fully depict that or…