I just got done watching the "Miller's Planet" scene from Interstellar for the hundredth time. Yes, I watched the giant tidal waves caused by the crushing gravitational field of Gargantua yet again, and the goosebumps wouldn't go away.

That movie, meaning Interstellar, vies for the top spot in my movie-going heart. It gets so many things right that it is startling, unexpected, and refreshing.

It gives us a sense of our place in the cosmos.

It gives us a sense of desolation and hope, at the same time.

It quotes Dylan Thomas.

It shows us a father looking at his daughter through the distorted mirror of dilated time.

And the score...oh, that music!

That movie makes me want to shed tears I didn't know I had to shed.

I know it is all entertainment at the end of the day, but there are people who watch movies like Intestellar and cry silently inside. There are people who watch True Grit (the reboot, of course) and marvel at how liquid poetry can masquerade as movie dialogue and be captured on film like that.

And then there are people who pay good money to watch Star Wars--a film where galactic idiots duel with colored flashlights and misshapen gremlins talk backwards.

Oh Humanity! Can't live with you, can't live without you.