Complicated for the sake of it, this was a big, big disappointment.
Whoever thought that a movie based on the notion that 5 increasingly deep levels of dream, each with a corresponding thread of story, would be entertaining, must've been smoking industrial-strength drugs.
Fantastic scenery, even better special effects, but I couldn't help thinking the desire to have a cool special effect came first, then how to work that into the non-existent story. Typical of that upside-down thinking was an early scene (included in most of the trailers), where a Parisian street curls up like an orange peel. There was just no point to it.
It was trippier than a James Bond film, without the wafer thin plots that 007 normally enjoys. In fact, imagine the last 10 minutes of 5 Bond movies, all winding up concurrently, with the director jumping from one clock-ticking-down scene to another, and then to another. It's all just too stupid.
The sad thing is, because many people will be blinded by those special effects, this crud will probably get an Oscar nomination or two.
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