The rules are simple. The good get spared. The bad get spoiled.
Directed by James Marsh
The music. Good lord the music. The Theory of Everything is a glorious piece of film-making but the music and Eddie Redmayne’s eyebrow work are the stand out elements. This is a love story. Several love stories actually. Several epic love stories in one film. It is an astounding example of astronomically good storytelling, directing and acting.
The Theory of Everything is not just the story of the relationship between Jane and Stephen Hawking. It is also about the love between Stephen and Physics, between Stephen and Time. As well as the struggle between Stephen, god and time.
In The Theory of Everything, in my opinion, god is the true villain. Stephen disproves his existence and the big man answers with pain and misery but Stephen laughs it off and defeats this with the love of a good woman and healthy children and patient friends.
But god answers by taking away his means of communicating these so-called blasphemies. So then Stephen counters with advances in technology that allow him to communicate better than he ever did when he could speak perfectly clear. I swear when he finally finds his voice, I’m talking about that Stephen Hawking voice, You know the one, everyone knows the one, I wanted to jump up and applaud. The man is my hero.
And who knew he was such a ladies man. But The Theory of Everything is mostly about Stephen and his first wife and about survival and beating the odds. It’s about mind over matter and a search to solve the questions of the universe. And there are other love stories as well but I feel like I’m beginning to wax poetic and we don’t want a repeat of the Boyhood fiasco. I can get carried away when I really like a movie.
And The Theory of Everything is an amazing movie adventure and an amazing triumph. One, it is the best performance of the year from Eddie Redmayne and two, it has music that rips your heart out of your chest. Not for some cruel, nefarious reason. But to allow your heart to dance around the theater and around the room with joy. The Theory of Everything is beautiful and it makes the heart sing and dance even while it is the story of a man who can do neither. It is one of those movies that makes you cry happy tears. You know the kind. Where your eyes are sad but your mouth is wide with a huge grin and a smile and again it is something the subject can not do. I know. I know. I promised I wouldn’t get carried away. I’m sorry. I’ll stop now.
The Theory of Everything is… everything.