The film about the life of the outstanding English physicist “The Universe of Stephen Hawking” is being shown in Ukrainian cinemas. The passion to make films about their prominent compatriots is one of the few justifications for British narcissism. Foggy Albion literally publishes several tapes every year about politicians, artists or scientists who turned the tide of history.
The picture eloquently tells about how this paralyzed genius turned mankind’s ideas about black holes and theories of time.
The most complex scientific theories are explained in the tape in a very accessible way. For example, the differences in Einstein’s and Hawking’s hypotheses are shown in the difference between peas and potatoes. And the formation of a black hole is illustrated by a cup of black coffee in which a spiral of white milk twists.
Therefore, the picture will appeal to inquisitive schoolchildren who are fond of natural experiments. At the same time, the film will also interest housewives who are used to literature a la “how to lose weight and learn about the universe in 10 days.”
The plot of the tape at a certain stage begins to annoy with its frivolity and sentimentality. Relations with the wife and children are given the first place here. Instead, there will be a dozen more important topics in Hawking’s fate. For example, his struggle for survival or unconventional thinking. Or how he, while paralyzed, wrote a series of books, each of which became a revolution in physics. All this, unfortunately, was pushed to the background by the screenwriters.
It’s just that the film is made according to the standards of telephone chatter, in which everyday topics weigh on everything else.