I, like many people, found out about Interstella around the time the videos for the first four tracks of Daft Punk's Discovery album were released. Also, like many people, I was blown away by what I had seen and wanted more. I waited patiently for what had seemed to be an eternity to for the film to be released, a second eternity for it to be released on DVD so I could actually see it, and a third one for me to actually have the money to buy it and watch it.
During this waiting, I had built up great expectations of what I should expect, hoping beyond hope that Daft Punk and Leiji Matsumoto would not let me down when I finally got my chance. I am not let down in the least, not after all those years.
The film is, and I hate to use such a cliché', a roller coaster ride. There is no other way to put it. In its short runtime it carried me from the heights of pure elation to a dark depression the likes of which I haven't felt since I saw Shindler's List, then up through a joy that was so pure that I could not help but weep. I may have just been moody and relieved to finally grace my eyes with what my mind and soul have built up for so long, but any movie that can move me to tears is easily worth the fourteen dollars I spent for it on Amazon.com.
A little tip for those who do watch it but have not yet seen it, though: make no attempt to listen to the music or catch every detail of the drama playing out on the screen. Interstella 5555 is a full experience. Listen tot he music and you will miss the subtleties on screen. Watch for the subtleties on-screen, and you will miss the feel of the music and you will lose the emotional content the music carries.
It is not a must-see or a must-hear. It is a must-feel.
During this waiting, I had built up great expectations of what I should expect, hoping beyond hope that Daft Punk and Leiji Matsumoto would not let me down when I finally got my chance. I am not let down in the least, not after all those years.
The film is, and I hate to use such a cliché', a roller coaster ride. There is no other way to put it. In its short runtime it carried me from the heights of pure elation to a dark depression the likes of which I haven't felt since I saw Shindler's List, then up through a joy that was so pure that I could not help but weep. I may have just been moody and relieved to finally grace my eyes with what my mind and soul have built up for so long, but any movie that can move me to tears is easily worth the fourteen dollars I spent for it on Amazon.com.
A little tip for those who do watch it but have not yet seen it, though: make no attempt to listen to the music or catch every detail of the drama playing out on the screen. Interstella 5555 is a full experience. Listen tot he music and you will miss the subtleties on screen. Watch for the subtleties on-screen, and you will miss the feel of the music and you will lose the emotional content the music carries.
It is not a must-see or a must-hear. It is a must-feel.