The cinema is essentially my church, and Malick the pastor to deliver one hell of sermon.

Loved the last scene, put into perspective what the film is truly about. The whole wheeling and scheming by Korda left me confused but that didn’t matter, not really. 

I do wish there was at least one song to capture this feeling of trying to to reconnect, and changing in the process.

Dan Hedaya steals the film, every single line delivery is comic gold! 
Rest of the film I liked better when I was closer to the age of Cher and her friends. Sadly now I’m closer to Wallace Shawn, bruised and bitter not much ability for pop colored comedies like this.

There's more wonder and creativity in three minute film than in the 3 hours of Interstellar.

There are better films that explore this subject with more nuance and consideration. The fact that it uses a twist of sorts to make its point felt cheap overall. There is value in reminding people of the issue at hand, and how hard it hits certain people in certain states, but dramatically it’s inert. 

Also, a terrible title for a film with this subject matter.