I have been challenged to write about Inception once a week until the end of the year. Not that this really changes anything because I was planning on doing that anyway.
Last week, I touched upon people saying Inception was less than perfect. In spite of the fact that they are bloody heathens, the topic definitely inspired me. You could say that they probably performed inception on me, without them knowing it.
Or did they?
See, you probably all have this idea that I possess some kind of insane fanaticism for this movie. I have no idea where you would get this idea to begin with, but I would like to allay any concerns that I am an unreliable judge of its quality. Thusly, for the next couple of weeks, I’m going to begin addressing certain – ahem – qualms people may have with the plot, instead of acting like they don’t exist.
(Which they don’t. But for argument’s sake, let’s say they do.)
So guess you could call this a column about Inception within a column about Inception. Funny how that works out. Because there were dreams within dreams in the movie and now here is a column within a column.
Now, you might call them plot holes; I call them concessions made by Chris Nolan so that he would not make a movie so perfect it would ruin all other movies for us.
Let’s start this week with an Internet favorite I’m sure you’ve all seen:
