Okay, I’ll put in my 2 cents about the movie, “Inception.” It’s kind of an eternal-sunshine-of-the-spotless-matrix-wrapped-in-a-mission-impossible movie. You know what I mean? One of those. Actually, it’s not as good a film as “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind” so I shouldn’t put them in the same category, but in the end, I liked “Inception” for its sheer ingenuity and audacity.
The fact that the audience is able to follow and keep hold of all the story lines (at least in a general sense) is a real testament to the film’s creators. When it all ties up at the end, it feels like a magic act when the magician pulls aside the curtain and reveals that the assistant is not, in fact, sawed in half, but a whole person. I liked that. I also liked that fact that although it was filled with action, it was constantly challenging you to think about what’s going on. And the very last image was a nice touch.
One the other hand, there were too many times when I was pulled out of the movie experience by the thought, “This is utterly ridiculous.” And the entire attack on the snowbound fortress seemed tedious and much like level 2 of a generic first-person shooter video game. Finally, for me there was not enough emotional resonance with the Leonardo DiCaprio character’s wife-and-kids story.
To sum up, it was a fun sleight of hand, juggling-five-balls-in-the-air kind of film, but not one that will stick with me emotionally. I walked away thinking not about life and dreams and inner demons, but wondering if I’d missed any plot holes, and how the heck they accomplished those great zero-gravity scenes in the hotel.