Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, Reivew on Interstellar

I do not comment on the film itself, I will just talk about the poem. When the spacecraft lifted off, the poem by Dylan Thomas chanted by the old professor suddenly pulled me back---just like the black hole in the film brought people back to the past--in the most difficult years of more than 10 years ago . The notebook for copying this poem is still kept. Whenever I am depressed or depressed, I will find the mp3 of this poem recitation from the hard disk. This magnificent and magnificent poem can always "make the powerless, let the pessimists move forward", and more importantly, rekindle the passion of life for the numb.
The excerpt is as follows,

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

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