Charles Bronson's Inception Review

What an amazing movie!! I think we all waited long enough this summer to watch something monumental. In thirty years, our kids will be talking about this film as one of the greatest ever.

That's what you expected me to say. That's what you expect everyone to say. But let's be honest here. Christopher Nolan is a one hit wonder. This movie was little more than Memento remade with a few twists.

Of course, the pseudo-intellectuals of this forum are going to have mind orgasms discussing the movie. What's not to love -- college intro level introductions to Kant, Descartes, Freud, Jung, and Kierkegaard. With the level of intelligentsia on this forum, the theme of this movie will be rehashed countless times in more ways than not, each time with a poster trying to prove his intelligence and education. The fact is this movie does not bring anything interesting to the table except a college freshman's virgin take on the principle thoughts of these thinkers, all fit to a third grader's level. Because, let's face it, how can you get cerebrally involved in a two hour movie?

I will introduce elements of the movie that you may not want to read if you don't want to know what happened in the movie. The theme of the movie is What is real? Am I real? Is my reality real? Big questions, questions everyone, even retards, ask. The movie tries to get us to question if our life is real. Just like Memento. Are our memories real? Just like Memento. Can we trust our minds or are our minds playing tricks on us? Just like Memento.

Behind the theme, we also catch a glimpse into the idea of guilt. That guilt is one of the driving forces in life. That some peoples' lives are entirely controlled by guilt. I think Leonardo's character is supposed to represent, poorly I might add, St. Augustine's pre-conversion, yet pre-sanctified, life. The third to last scene is where the movie really begins. With his wife. With his infection of her with the illusion of ideas. From thence comes all manner of infections. Everyone in the movie is infected as a result of the Original Infection. See the parallels to Augustine?

And he cannot shake the Original Infection. It chases him everywhere he goes. It pollutes and corrupts everything he touches as a result. And the more he tries to fix it through his own power, a sense of Pelagian fatalism, the more abstracted, the more broken, the more fatally complex his problem and life become. Everyone else in the movie is a pawn to him, a means to an end. And they suffer greatly as a result.

Juno is hot. I really would like to marry her so I could get in her pants. She's going to be a great Hollywood actress. Probably the top of my generation. Tom Berenger is a bum. He adds nothing to the movie except to appeal to the gun losers who drool over his Big Gun in Snipers. Man crush much? The little guy from Third Rock from the Sun is strong. I thought he was gay, but he seems straight in this movie. The Chinaman really wasn't interesting. The British guy, not Mike Caine, was solid. The Indian drug chemist was a weirdo.

Overall, it was a somewhat interesting movie, but brings little new to the cinema. If anyone called Spike Lee a one trick pony, they need to come clean and confess to Nolan's myopia and college freshman level use of ideas. I am not impressed.

For a number rating, see my thread "Rating of Movies at the Theater Now."