You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to infinity, which is the number of grains of sand. The path that you are to take is endless, and you will die before you have truly awakened. – Jorges Luis Borges
Many people said that Christopher Nolan’s 2010 film, Inception, was brilliant and perhaps the best mind-blowing film they’ve ever seen.
Caught by the public hysteria about the film – there were tweets that wowed over the film every so often when it opened – I decided to catch it at the cinema. And was disappointed.
It was a wonderful exercise in film techniques but otherwise, in terms of plot material and originality. Just like Shutter Island, I’ve seen the plot before. As opposed to popular opinion it was pretty easy to follow as well. How can cross-cutting of scenes be confusing? I’m referring to the second and third layers of the dream.
Granted there are a few details I’ve missed out but a second viewing of the film will surely reveal more. Nothing about it.
You’ll only have to peruse the books that belong to the metafiction genre in order to be able to experience the same “labyrinthesque” experience. And none more so than in the works of Jorges Luis Borges.
Conclusion? I’m getting old. Nothing is difficult anymore if I can get through Foucault’s Pendulum.