Nolan grew five hundred acres of actual corn, built the spacecraft interiors practically, and rendered Gargantua from real physics equations — awe you can audit. The bookshelf third act asks for one leap, and the film has earned the altitude by then. Thumb up.
One hundred sixty-nine minutes; sixty-one taxable; waived — the docking scene alone posts collateral, and the plot is a promise kept across decades and dimensions. Yes, this is the third full Nolan waiver on my books, and no, that is not a pattern; it is a vendor with a flawless invoice history. Thumb up. The watch stayed home.