Saturday, July 24, 2010

Inception

Dreams. They are intensely important to me, personally. I based my NaNoWriMo novel off of recurring nightmares I'd been having for weeks on end. I I spent months before I began writing researching lucid dreaming, dream theories, questioning reality and its limits. So, you can imagine, the incredible amount of anticipation I felt while viewing  the Inception preview for the first time in theaters.  I thought 'This is my world!' and other unbelievable geeky things like that. Dreams, honestly, are the raw source of all my inspiration for writing anything at all. My dreams are where my creativity blossoms, its where my ideas and my voice is born. 


Enough about what dreams mean to me. I just wanted to get that out so you can understand exactly how high expectations I had for this film. I know high exceptions are bad, especially for someone like me, who tends to judge (ha ha, yes I'm a hater). Well, guys, I saw the movie today. And without farther a due, here are my thoughts:

The film kicks off in the middle of the excitement, leaving audiences to fend for themselves when it comes to explanations (they'll get used it). The first half hour seemed to drag, with scrappy acting on Leonardo DiCaprio's part. His character comes off as shallow and a tad boring. Things starts looking up with the arrival of Ellen Page's character (Don't ask me to pronounce her name in the film. It's something long--that starts with an A) and it begins to explore the limits of reality. We start to realize exactly how awesome (and dangerous) this dream realm is. We begin to explore the realities.



I think I had a problem with the way the director handled this aspect-dreaming-that is. My favorite part was when Ellen Page starting dreaming for the first time. I expected more like that. Inside, I got violent gunfights and dramatic car chases. Come on, guys! Absolutely any summer blockbuster I watch can give me gunfights. 

You've chosen to write a movie about dreams! So keeps the focus on dreams. Cut back on the music. I mean, there is no denying that it gives you an adrenaline rush, but sometimes silence is the scariest thing there is. Don't be afraid to step outside the viewers comfort zone. Make it as awkward and dreamlike as possible. Dreams are the most tantalizing thing there is. Play with reality. Make my skin crawl! Please. I'm begging you. 


This film as so much potential. Don't get me wrong-it delivers! As we go deeper and deeper in the subconscious (this is why the movie is two hours and forty five minutes long), layer upon layer, dream within dream, the thrill builds. But that's it. The film leaves confusion where it trails and it leaves my imagination heavily unsatisfied. Now, let's talk about the my second favorite part.....THE ENDING. 



I've mentioned various times before how much I love twisted-you'd never see it coming-surprise endings. Really, nothing heightens my respect for a film that endings that whip around all of your previous assumptions  and cause audiences to gasp in unison. You know the kind. Shockers. 

On the this account no film knows how to handle shocker endings quite like Inception. Whoa. If you've seen the film, you know where I'm coming from. If you haven't, what are you doing reading this post anyway? Just when you think Inception will tie up with nice, sweet, formula happy ending, you get a hint that it might all have been.....a dream? I swear to God, this ending will no doubt keep me up all night attempting to unravel it. 

In the universe of my mind, this ending is either genius of sloppy. It asks questions and leaves them unanswered. Or does it actually ask you to think and work it out for yourself? I guess it's up to us to decide (no sequels please!)





Sunday, July 18, 2010

The Truman Syndrom

The scariest movie I've ever watched is The Truman Show. That may be quite a shocking statement coming from a self-confessed vampire enthusiast and horror movie junkie, but honestly guys, nothing gives me the creeps as much as this movie does. Need a plot summary? Okay, here's one I picked up off of  IMD:



 Truman is a man whose life is a fake one... The place he lives is in fact a big studio with hidden cameras everywhere, and all his friends and people around him, are actors who play their roles in the most popular TV-series in the world: The Truman Show. Truman thinks that he is an ordinary man with an ordinary life and has no idea about how he is exploited. Until one day... he finds out everything. Will he react?

He's been watched by millions of viewers worldwide. The people he knows and loves are actors with tiny microphones hidden in there ears that tell them what to say. There is a writers room where they discuss Truman's future.....this movie is genius (it's no wonder Jim Carrey's Truman made EW's 100 best characters from the past twenty years list, along with some of my other favs including Buffy Summers, Spongebob and Tony Stark). It's utterly horrifying, watching Truman came to unraveling realization that everything in his life is a lie.

I've seen this movie a few years ago and I've been diagnosed with what can only be deemed as the 'Truman Syndrom'. To explain, in a few words: I am completely convinced that my entrie life is a TV show. There, I said it. After feeling this way for at least a year, I'm finally coming out.

Seriously, I know I sound like a crazy person. But my theory explains a lot. I often think about my life in seasons and wonder why The Writers introducted a character, ect. For explame:

My parents got a divoriced becuase the actor who plays my dad wanted more time to spend with his real off- screen family.  He still wanted to be on the show, only he wanted to become a supporting character (in other words, he doesn't get paid as much).

Also check this out:

Season Twelve of my life was about moving on. There was a major character switch and introduction of a new cast. The Babauta family moved away mainly because the actress who play Chloe Babauta wanted to have an off-screen life and go to collage, considering that she'd been on the show since she was four. The Babauta's where also taken off in order to create waves, because viewers where complaining that the show had gotten too predictable.

Another obsevervation:

People have been cussing around me a lot more! I'm not freaking out or anything, but doesn't strike you as odd that all of sudden everyone at once would start to cuss around me? I'm thinking that they upped the rating. I'm thinking the show was moved from ABC to HBO. Right??

Yes, I'm considering seeing a therapist.

Come on, think about this in terms of you're life. Really. Just take a breather here and think. Trippy, huh? I know I sound incredibly self absorbed but......it really is trippy.

Any, that, blogings, is why my mother has to take extra precautions when deciding what movies to allow me to watch. Because I have what is classified in some societies as an 'OVER ACTIVE IMAGINATION'.

.........Or do I?