Like reading a Quantum Physics textbook

Rating: 7/10 (27 December 2015)

Honestly, I don't love this film enough to write a review about it. But people around me are exclaiming and admiring this film like it's a great invention. Advertisements campaigned for this film by throwing out a slogan: "Only those have an IQ beyond 160 can understand what it's saying." So no one dare to spill half a criticism about the film. When coming out of the movie theater, every mouth eagerly showed off tints of understanding, desperate to prove that they are smart enough to interpret its content. Well Einstein has an IQ of 162, and he's basically the smartest guy on earth, so it's safe to say 99.99999% percent of population are too vulgar or dumb to understand this masterpiece. Why bother putting it on market in the first place?
That's what I indignantly thought after watching it the first time.
I watched it over 3 hours ago because I was attracted to James Darcy's gorgeous face. This time I take our my patience from the vault and watch the film squeezing it in my hand. Fortunately, I understood it 3 minutes before the screen blacked out. It was trying to taught us to do good and break the discriminations, because every good deeds we do penetrate to our afterlives. People are never, in true meaning, dead. As the explanations online articulate, the six lines of story are entangled with the birthmark and the form of religion, movie, diary, novel, letter and music. Most sensitive yet dramatic scenarios are presented, like the sailor being poisoned by his own doctor who craved for his wealth, like a gay composer being blackmailed by his renowned employer, like an oil company try to fail a nuclear-reaction experiment to keep the gold in its bowl, like an old abominable publisher being held custody against his will, like fabricants being fed with their own flesh and being murdered thinking they are going to the wonderland, like the girl you have a crush on spit on your religion.
When reflecting upon the relationships and logics, the emotional turmoils reach a sophisticated balance that tells the necessity of rebelling against granted believes. In this film everybody is in an equal position, every actor/actress is playing 6 incarnations in 6 different eras, and there are 3 directors. So there are no leading actors, no head for the film. According to the interview, the set is harmonious and merry.
I don't know why everybody keep claiming it epic, maybe because it blends so many genres together, many because it makes an impossible book into an Oscar-winning movie, maybe because the stellar cast is itself a major piece of news. But the only moment I reach the urge of crying is when Sonmi is up in the French Window, recording the video that lasted for centuries while witnessing the death of her love. She swallowed tears and went on with the speech that supported generations of brave souls, I was tremendously moved by the glory of humanity in that millisecond.
I could write a 3000 word essay analyzing the symbolism and how it creates the compelling sensation when nobody(not even the actors) understand the theme. But again, we are there to kill time and entertain ourselves. Let's just shut up and enjoy the bad-ass special affects.