Blasting speakers sending shockwaves through your seat and shattering your ears; explosions and heart beats ricocheting off the walls and smacking the rose off your cheeks. As your gathered around fellow moviegoers, in all caps, the screen that over conquers any stylish home theater set up that a man cave can offer. If that short little message doesn't yank on your heart, then maybe your just a typical television zombie foaming at the mouth as you channel surf your life away with subpar Netflix movies. Or maybe your just someone looking to get out of the house and hopefully discovered how great the art in film is primarily presented in the theater, because I'm sorry to break it to you but the drive-in theater experience is not and never will be coming back to some centerfold. It's deader than dial up internet service. Just leftovers of sour spinach that you may chow on just to fill that growling beast inside. NO ONE IS GOING BACKWARDS IN TIME!.......... Well... unless your the characters in Tenet.
"Don't try to understand it." About ten minutes or so into Christopher Nolan's new film, you will hear that line. Submit to that. Art and Logic are like oil and water, immiscible. Trying to reason your way into a film like Tenet will not give you insight or make you a smarter person. Actually, going into this film as a logically stiff person, I promise you won't feel a thing and that's the problem with logic and reasoning, which turns a person into madness. Like the Kenneth Branugh's ultra villainous character that would scare off every Bond villain there is, using age and experience as an formidable weapon to be empowered into becoming some type of man-god, which in the end devours him. And the protagonist, John David Washington character is a man of art, youthful and seeking to know, a glow with the flow type. This imaginative world will pummel you to the ground; ravaged but alive and still seeking for more.
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