Inception: The Stuff That Dreams Are Made Of

I find my fellow writers at an unfortunate disadvantage regarding Christopher Nolan's epic mind-teaser Inception. I can only assume that I had the unfair advantage of screening it before them. Since I am well aware that I am not the only contributor to this site that was very anxious to see this one, and since I am comfortable enough to admit that I am not nearly as articulate as my fellow writers I have decided to step back from giving a major summary of events, and encourage them to write a full synopsis. I am far more interested in discovering their take on it, but I will let you in on a few thoughts and ideas of my own.

Bottom line: I loved it. Early word has possibly overhyped it a bit, but that shouldn't deter you from seeing and enjoying it. I doubt it will be remembered as one of the greatest films of all time, but it is certainly one of the better films of this year. There are moments in this film that made me feel as though I was watching The Matrix or even more specifically Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind for the first time. The action and chase scenes are thrilling. The special effects pack a wallop. The theories of dreams and how to awaken from them are fascinating. The story is multi layered and there is a great deal happening (possibly enough for four different movies), but with a little effort I found the film much easier to follow than I had anticipated, or had been told to expect.

This one goes right along with Nolan's other 'theme' films. Inception is to dreams the way Memento is to memory, Insomnia is to guilt, and The Prestige is to obsession. Even after a full shift of work, and not starting this two and a half hour flick until about 1 am I am now thoroughly convinced that Inception was worth losing sleep over.