Is Oppenheimer Christopher Nolan’s Greatest Film?

“I’m become Death — the Destroyer of Worlds.” J. Robert Oppenheimer

I watch movies because they kidnap me from the roaches-filled Gutter of Reality & airdrop me into the Ocean of bitchilicious Beauty or Bombs.

Of course, most movies are more godawful than childbirth. I'd rather be naked & licking Kim Jong Un’s balls in prison in North Korea than sit through 3 hours of ₹700 cr VFX-disaster Adipurush or overrated jingoistic trash RRR.

But some movies hit you like Thunder — they make your crappy one-bedroom apartment in dingy downtown Bihar feel prettier than Taj Mahal — they make True Love feel like a one-night stand — they make you feel happier & higher than when you chugged a bucket of Budweiser — they give you more orgasms than your dildo ever will — they make you forget all your regrets, all the terrible things you did & all the terrible things that happened to you, they make you miss all those beautiful humans who made your life less awful — they make you realize that your time is short & it’s better to get naked with the boy or the girl next door than cry yourself to sleep to alone.

Is Oppenheimer one of those movies?

Movie opinions are often more divided & bloodied than the Russia-Ukraine war. I even know of humans who disliked Dark Knight — in an ideal world, these cunts would be imprisoned for life & made to eat frozen fries for breakfast for the rest of their miserable-miserable lives. But I digress.

Here’s my two.point.two cents on Christopher Nolan’s Oppenheimer.

Is this movie made for everyone?

Fuck, no!

Oppenheimer isn’t for the aam aadmis who love movies with titanic titties or aam aurats who love Tamasha.
Oppenheimer isn’t for the dimwits either. If it were upto me, I wouldn’t let anyone with an IQ of less than 100 enter the theatre & forcefully push them to watch Barbie or Rocky aur Rani ki Kahani instead.

Oppenheimer also isn’t for humans who believe patience is a bitch they wouldn’t ever fuck. Oppenheimer is a 3-hour monster that will feel like slow death, if you haven’t the balls for staying quiet for longer than five minutes without a dash of dopamine on InstaGarbage.

I love Christopher Nolan more than I love Budweiser [& I really fucking love Budweiser], but his last film, Tenet, didn’t make me feel what Dark Knight, Prestige, Inception did. 

To me, Tenet is Nolan’s weakest film. 

Don’t get me wrong, Tenet is a perfectly alright film; it’s just that it didn’t teleport me to a crisp new universe where cows bake brownies & humans make miracles.

What did I Love about Oppenheimer?

Oppenheimer is unique, like a cranky croatian baby addicted to Super Mario & Marlboros. 

Oppenheimer is unforgettable, like a beautiful big-breasted blonde bombardier in the middle of the road at midnight in the middle of middle east.

True that Oppenheimer is no Dark Knight, but it’s a film that had to be made to remind us humans of Monday, 6^th August 1945, when the atomic bomb so adorably named Little Boy, was dropped on Japan.

Oppenheimer is the story of a dazzling dream that grew up & became a nightmare & then that nightmare became our world’s saddest tragedy.

If you haven’t been hiding under a rock since landphones died, then you’d know that Nolan’s retrospective film is a point-blank warning about our scary future where AI acquires consciousness & erase or enslave humankind.

It is a reminder that the worst of history will repeat itself if we are caught napping and refuse to read the writing on the wall.

So I love the Oppenheimer because it shakes & wakes us from our slumber & makes us ponder beyond the next iPhone launch & makes us wonder if our existence may not exist anymore.

✮☆—Performances—✮☆

Irishman Cillian Murphy’s performance wasn’t what three-time Best Actor Academy-Award winner Englishman Daniel Day-Lewis’s performance was in Lincoln, but bloody hell, it was as sextacular as having a threesome with Ryan Reynold’s ex-wife, Scarlett Johansson & now-wife, Blake Lively with Ryan shooting the sex tape that would make Kim Kardashian’s sex tape feel like a Disney film.

Isn’t it beautiful when someone short-as-fuck as 5 ft 7 plays the lead in a Nolan film & is now one of the favorites to win the Academy Award for the Best Actor unless the Academy turns Woke & gives it to some movie packed with minorities & filmed in Pakistan.

Everyone else, including the star-studded supporting cast — Robert Downey Jr., Emily Blunt, Matt Damon, Rami Malek — performed with the finesse & flamboyance of a lesbian dolphin. 

✮☆—Final Word—✮☆

Tarantino’s next will be his last film, Spielberg is 76, Scorsese is 80, Eastwood is 93, Christopher Nolan is relatively young at 53, but life’s fickle — Shane Warne dropped dead at 52 last year. You & I can drop dead today. 

The greatest take-away from Oppenheimer is that between waking up & going to bed, create something that will live beyond you, take a chance, bitch and accept that life’s never gonna be perfect. 

Do what you love now because you never know when it’s Game Over!