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It’s been like three hours since I left the theatre and it’s been growing on me like a sadness-infected weeds all over my body. I’m just so down and still exhausted after it all. But in the best way. I was enamored by the technicality of the film even while watching it in IMAX (this has Bets Sound on lock! my body was vibrating!) but it really took me few hours to be able to put into words how this actually left me feeling. I’m just sad and depressed. But it a good way. What makes this such a great experience is exactly the combination of Nolan’s technical prowess and portrayal of the most influential piece of weaponry in the history of the world and combine that with the extremely minuscule intimacy and personal depths of the man who created it. The bomb is not the point. The sadness after the bomb is the point. And the film portrayed that insanely well.
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