Christopher Nolan

Christopher Nolan. The man, the myth, the director who has convinced an entire generation that a plot needs to be confusing to be profound. He’s the cinematic equivalent of a Rubik’s Cube — endlessly fascinating, and occasionally, you just want to throw it against a wall.

His films are blockbusters for the thinking person, or at least for the person who likes to pretend they're thinking deeply when really they're just trying to figure out why everyone is whispering. From the mind-bending mazes of Inception to the temporal gymnastics of Tenet, Nolan consistently delivers spectacles that demand a second, third, or even fourth viewing, mostly to catch plot points you missed while trying to understand the dialogue.

Despite the frequent claims of genius, or perhaps because of them, Nolan remains a decidedly un-Jewish entity. No ancient prophecies, no deep-seated guilt, just a relentless pursuit of cinematic innovation and a penchant for making us question reality – which, come to think of it, does sound a little bit like a Talmudic debate. But no. Still not Jewish.