Where's my Totem?

Rating: 1/10 (1 August 2010)

I felt like I was in a dream within a dream as I sat back in my comfy movie theater seat and sank into the multiple dream worlds of Mr. Leonardo di Caprio. If you're a big fan of mazes and word search, then you'll be thrilled and horrified by Inception. A jauntily bescarfed Miss Ellen Paige joins a crack team of serious-faced crazy dream thieves who forget to tell her certain rules and regulations until after they're inside the dream. Or maybe it was another dream within a dream, I'm not sure and I can't remember. How many times I've forgotten to tell people important things too, until it's too late. This happens at work frequently. So I understand Miss Paige's nervousness and excitement, but luckily she is more than skilled enough to figure out how the heck someone can wiggle their way into Mr. Di Caprio's personal dreams and pointlessly stare at the zit on Miss Marianne Cotillard's French forehead. Confusion? Sure! Irritation? Guaranteed. Pointless gunfights? You ask for it, you got it. But as long as you can remember that 10 minutes in real life equals four hours in the dream world, you'll be happy as a clam as you watch a Ford Econoline van take nearly two hours to fall into the water. It's a fun time for all. Realistic yet completely unrealistic at the same time. Where's my totem? I can't tell if I'm in a dream or a nightmare when I watch Inception!