An irritating, and at-times preachy lump of a film that's nowhere near as smart as it would like to be. Ah, yes. If only someone told those physicists who simulated the black hole (did you know, did you?)—Across the event horizon, not to worry. Toss the silver! Worked for Aubrey and Maturin, worked for Napoleon. Incomplete, of course, without a hackneyed bootleg Kubrick sequence. What a bore.