Despite whatever flaws it might have (which every work does), Gravity is the only film I recall that has sustained tension throughout the entire work without essentially “tricking” the viewer.

It was, in the best of ways, a 90-minute film that felt like a four-hour movie. Catching Fire by comparison – though also a great movie – was well over two hours but felt far shorter than Gravity.

Walking out of the theater after Gravity, you feel sort of lost and disoriented. You realize, I just watched something people will be watching in 50 years.

As good as it was, I don’t think that is true at all of Catching Fire. It is very much of its time and that is fine. Not all works need to stand the test of the ages.

I honestly did not think Sandra Bullock had a performance like that in her. She fucking rocked it, though. I can’t imagine how much work that film must have been, acting alone on a KC-135 doing 8-12 hours a day of arcing across the sky for that necessary 90 seconds of weightlessness.

When I walked out of Gravity, I could not believe that only 90 minutes had passed. I think I looked at the time 3-4 times in the car.