I’ve resigned myself to not going to bed before midnight because the last couple of hours has pumped my brain with far too many thoughts. Bill, Brooklyn, and I just came out of Inception and the tangents are flyin’!
My mind hasn’t felt so jumped by a movie since who knows when? The mythology in Inception was something to behold. I don’t think I’ve been this interested in figuring out the mechanics and dimensions of a fictional world since The Matrix. (Proud to say I have not seen any of the other movies in The Matrices trilogy. And yes, I like to call them “The Matrices.”) Really intricate, thorough, complex. Excellent editing. Exponential dream crime jumping sounds so stealthy, so cool! I personally haven’t found a loophole in Christopher Nolan’s screenplay yet, and I’m excited that it’s taking me this long to come up with one. It’s one of the smartest movies I’ve seen in a while, plus it was challenging – and not in an offensive The Cell kind of way. We saw it right on time, too. Just when I was thinking this summer’s lineup of supposed blockbusters left Bill and me with far too many options for our anniversarial bad movie of the year…
We must have been only 45 minutes into Inception and I was already thinking, “Wow! I wanna see this again!” I even fished for my pen and blindly scribbled notes and thoughts in the dark, a practice I haven’t utilized in at least three years (else I would have had a notebook and not just the back of my movie ticket receipt).
First thing to get off my chest – Yes, I am excited to see Joseph Gordon-Levitt back on the big screen. Stop-Loss did not intrigue me, and although I am interested in seeing 500 Days of Summer, I was never $10+parking interested. I’ve been wanting to see his cute face for the right reasons, and I like to think that we grew up together from afar – he, out of his stints as Tommy from Third Rock from the Sun and a prepubescent groom in Holy Matrimony, and me, out of whatever I’ve been doing since 1996. I like him fully grown. Just like in that (NSFW) GQ photo shoot with Claudia Schiffer.
But did you also notice that bug-eyed boy in the beginning? (Spoiler:) The original architect who gets offed? His face was familiar to me and my mind wouldn’t rest until I had properly identified him. It’s Lukas Haas from the 90s film Boys. I remembered him because I had a crush on his character – even though I’m sure the movie was awful and he basically looks like the male version of his romantic counterpart Wynona Ryder. It took me a while to find a pic of the doode (Thanks, Teen Movie Critic!), but in my searching, I have gathered that Lukas and Leo are chums.
Also, first time I’ve watched a movie with Cillian Murphy in it and he did not creep the shit out of me.
Marion Cotillard gets her own section.
As much as I love Marion Cotillard and consume everything she does with a foolish devotion, this is the first time I’ve ever been afraid of her. Cotillard is downright scary when she gets that look in her eye, and it’s great to see her as effective in freaking me out as she is in making me fall in love with her.
The entirety of Inception plays with themes like regret and devices like levels, and I want to think that it was no mistake for Cotillard to have been cast in Nolan’s screenplay. Maybe I’ll just come off sounding like a crazed fan reading far too much into pure coincidences, but Edith Piaf’s “Non Regrette Rien” and lovers fated by a literally and proverbially submerged doom?
People! Cotillard as the Little Sparrow:
And Cotillard on set with my other favorite French person, Guillaume Canet:
I just don’t know who to thank for all the hours of analysis and overthinking that lies here.
Though I don’t believe Inception is the type of film where costumes are highly central, they are important and operative to distinguishing which layer of dreams is “in the moment.” They’re instrumental to the setting.
But actually, one element of the wardrobe particularly caught my eye: scarves at the neckline. It started with Ken Watanabe’s opening character. He wore a seemingly traditional Japanese costume, but my eyes were drawn to the careful weave at the collar of his shirt.
It’s just interesting and beautiful. (That is some Rami-level weaving!)
Then when we first meet Ellen Page’s character, she’s wearing a vintage-ish scarf simply tied around her neck. And she does that, presumably in the present-day “real life” setting, again and again and again. Made me think of Russy Valenki’s foulard scarf-boots. And Kelly Framel’s DIY caftan-esque dress.
So glad Page is not typecasting herself to a lifetime of hoodies and Urban Outfitters stripes. (In case you were wondering, though I couldn’t stomach much of anything/one in Juno, Page totally redeemed herself [in my mind] in Hard Candy.) They’re usually part of a look that I can’t pull off, but with all these random references to vintage scarves popping up in my life, they’ve suddenly got me thinking they could be a really fun accessory now. (And then she gets to go and kiss JGL – Eeeee!)
Of course, hype doesn’t always do a movie good, and I’m sure there will be backlash and plenty of people just itching to roll their eyes at my level of excitement. Fortunately, I do not care what they think. I found it sophisticated and awesome. I’m already looking forward to Round Two. (“Round Two” as in, “seeing it a second time,” not “‘Round Two’ as in, ‘This movie needs two more sequels and a franchise.'”)
It’s 2:02. I should probably go to bed. Good job, Inception! I think you cured me of my bronchitis. Maybe I just needed a kick in the head.