After the disappearance of her scientist father, three peculiar beings send Meg, her brother, and her friend to space in order to find him. An abomination. A travesty. A disaster, a bomb, celluloid excrement. Call it what you will, except don’t call Ava DuVernay’s latest collection of cobbled-together, eye-scorching images a film. Because a film has to have a coherent plot. What we get here instead is a hip/nerdy young heroine, Meg (Storm Reid, lost in this vortex of nonsense), hopping through dimensions in search of her scientist father (Chris Pine), with the help of three nutty tramps – sorry – “The Misses” (Oprah Winfrey, Reese Witherspoon, and Mindy Kaling), and her uber-annoying young brother Charles Wallace (Deric McCabe, spending way too much time on screen). How does Meg cross worlds? What determines which world she comes upon next (one consists of endless fields straight out of “What Dreams May Come,” while others seem to hail from Aronofsky’s nightmares)? Where did “The Misses” come from and why do they disappear halfway through? What is the all-encompassing darkness, exactly? How is Meg supposed to find her father, provided with next-to-no clues, in this chaotic psychedelia of incomprehensible nonsense? Beats me. […]