Nobody cuts between different times and different spaces quite like Nolan, and the qualities of his 2020s work stem almost entirely from his desire to build bridges between seemingly irresolvable planes of existence. The structure of The Odyssey, filled with rumours and memories and stories, is the perfect vessel for this, with the myth of Odysseus keeping him alive in the hearts and minds of those who love him while he battles his way back to a home that is falling apart in his absence. And as these strands slowly converge, wisdom, hard-won from the journey, becomes the deciding factor (illustrated beautifully in a reprise of the siren song in a moment that demands restraint when every bone of his body wants him to give in to his desires). Because, as always with Nolan, there’s no such thing as lost time. There’s just different time, other time, parallel time.