There is no right way, just a way.

Rating: 9/10 (27 April 2011)

From the get go you will realize that Mr.Nobody won't be just like the other movies you've come across. It emphatically poses deep questions about the concepts of time, space, choice (or illusion there of), destiny and consequence. In a way, Mr.Nobody attempts to give order and meaning to things which throughout the movie it continually shows to have no order and meaning at all. It attempts to show you that time moves in sequence even if you aren't ready to move along with it, it attempts to show you that your choices make a difference when in the end they make no difference at all.
Does it really matter if you stop to tie your laces at the lights or once you cross them? Nemo Nobody is a figure outside of space and time, he is neither here nor there, in this time or the next. The visual beauty that Van Dormael presents on the screen emphasizes the beauty which can be enjoyed in our lives, each choice we make will lead us down a path, one that has its own beauties which can be enjoyed in their own ways. Nemo is one character shown across three different life paths, but we can see throughout that he is one in the same. It is not the person who changes with the decisions they make, it is only elements of their character which are forced into submission in some ways more than others.
Although it may sound complex, three different lives in one, the film flows beautifully from scene to scene with metaphorical scene compositions and transitions. Van Dormael has managed to create a modern masterpiece by drawing on the ageless human contentions, do the decisions we make today really impact upon our final fate? Nemo Nobody is an empty shell in which the mind, the soul and the choices of each one of us can be inserted. Each one of has an Elise, an Anna, a Jean in our lives. Each one of us has an A, B or C moment that has lingered at our forethought's for years.
Ultimately, Mr. Nobody questions whether living life has purpose at all. Much like the ultimate importance of the decisions we make, this question isn't answered, but merely felt through the eyes of the one hundred eighteen year old man, sitting and staring at the life which to him at least, never was.