Spacetofu’s review published on Letterboxd:
Intellectual Spectacle. Nothing too deep or philosophical to say beyond surface level examinations of the human condition and our social climate. But things explode. Bullets get fired. Sometimes backwards. And you'll be asking "wait does that even make sense-" until you're abruptly interrupted by more things exploding, more things getting shot, and then you'll realize your question doesn't matter because Nolan's fetish for explosions, people doing cool things in suits, gravity (or lack thereof), interesting narrative structure, and time-fuckery is pretty goddamn cool.