"Quantum Cowboys" is the most creative film I've seen in a while, maybe since "Fantasia" or "Rumble Fish." While it's clearly fiction, it's also unclearly truth.
I actually put down my phone while watching because I didn't want to get lost. Background: earlier today, I navigated my way along backroads, passing wild turkeys, beds of irises, fields of yellow wildflowers, donkeys, vultures, and other large birds, driving more than 100 miles, taking unplanned turns on roads named Blackberry, Bobtail, and Elder, yet still arriving at my destinations.
The point is: the movie resembled my day. It also budged my perspective, which recently has been stuck in an existential rut. I've been spending a lot of time on my phone playing "Cat Physics," complete with its wormholes, levers and tiny tinkerings, trying to pass a ball from one cat to the other, time after time again. I've also been trying to wrap my head around quantum mechanics and time travel because I haven't been delighted with the current trajectory of the future.
Back to this review: the film was a surprise mashup of live action, animation, space, and time. I loved it in my darkened living room, and I would love to see it again on a giant theater-screen.
