An experience of mind-blowing proportions

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Inception brought to the spotlight one of my pervading questions about reality: what if what's real to me is fantasy for others?

True to how others deem it, Inception is one serious, hard-core mind-fuck. Christopher Nolan was a genius for playing to his advantage the complexities of the human mind, and the ambiguous and unresolved realms of our dreams.

Definitely a movie for the open and swift thinkers. This two-hour film is fast enough for someone not to be able to catch his breath, or even clear his head with all the influx of information that comes one after the other. Attention. Pure unbendable attention, from the opening credits down to the continuous spinning of Cobb's totem is highly necessary. I couldn't stress it enough, but the absence of it may cause you to miss a single seemingly dispensable detail, which in fact turns out to be something that ties with another essential part of the film. The movie's compact plot and lack of lose ends  partly contributed to its masterpiece. More than that, the unparalleled and fresh ideas fashioned with effects as exceptional as distorting reality in the most convincing sense-- perfectly just like in each one's dreams.

A dream within a dream, within a dream, within another dream. Multiple dream levels with intricacy and details as precise as if it was seen with our own naked eyes. The first movie that sent shivers down to my spine this year. Was more than happy enough to have my mind messed up with the talented Leonardo Di Caprio,  the promising Joseph Gordon-Levitt and the witty and sassy Ellen Page. 


It's brilliant enough to blow your mind apart, and smart enough to take your mind and put it back together.  As for Nolan, he's shrewd enough to make a movie so baffling you'd consider seeing it again, even though you know it's only going to leave you even more confused than you were after the first time you saw it. 

I guess right now I would left off with three questions:

1. Why must Leonardo always be the deluded, attached husband who obviously cannot forego of his deranged wife's memory which often costs him of his own sanity? Think Shutter Island.

2.  Is he still dreaming during the part when he finally got home to his kids when his totem was continuously spinning?

3. And shortly before the closing credits, was it true that his spinning totem seemed to be wobbling, meaning everything could have been real after all?

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