I’d seen 2001 once before but never on the big screen, let alone 70mm. And to be honest, I didn’t at all absorb the weight of the film during my first viewing. I might have actually fallen asleep. But last night, it was magic moments at the Music Box for this girl. I was dazzled, enthralled, stunned by this space opera that now has my heart. There is so much in this film to love, fear (?), and reflect on. So much so that I barely noticed the nose nipping temperatures and the onset of a literal snowstorm as A and I walked to the car after the screening – me again trying to understand the entirety of the last act. Is it literal or figurative, or both? Something tells me I’ll be knee deep in film analyses titled “2001: A Space Odyssey Explained” this weekend.
So, this post is just to say that if you haven’t seen 2001, put it on the bucket list. It’s worth a first, second, and third take, as evidenced from my own experiences.
Here’s a sliver of the extraordinary imagery that Kubrick brings us…
Is anyone else totally obsessed with Kubrick’s films?