Sigmund Freud and Carl Jung must be rolling over in their graves. All that work they did to unravel the mysteries of dreams. And now this!
In "Inception," the always riveting Leonardo DiCaprio is a dream wrangler. He inhabits other people's dreams and steals their thoughts and ideas.So far so bad. But it gets worse. Now, he's asked to take his dream scheme a step further: to enter a dream and plant an idea. Can it be done? Of course. This is a sci fi flick.
The Movie Slut loves sci fi. The trouble is this movie is more about special effects. If only director Christopher Nolan had kept movie-goers in the loop. In the end, "Inception" is an elaborate structure of a movie built on a foundation of Jell-O. It wobbles as movie-goers struggle to hang on. Still, you'll have fun tumbling through the dream layers, at the bottom of which you'll meet DiCaprio's movie wife, the exquisite Marion Cotillard. What's she doing down there in dream level three? Who knows? Who cares?