Whoops. Another negative.
Well shot and coolly slick, but nothing more than an indulgent, self-conciously serious M:I meets Total Recall-like folly without the hokey entertainment of either.
Some of the intricate scene-jumping was impressive, and credit to the editor for cutting it all together, but for a film so concerned with conciousness and the mind it did lack genuine depth. This 'dream' had no particular meaning, despite the illusion of it. And the ending was a cop out too - a cheap stab at something enigmatic. You'll never get to be Kubrick that way, Nolan.
It was an interesting move to have the dreams not really feel like dreams, to have them and the imagery more tactile and urgent. But again, the extensive visuals just underlined how much more could've been done with the film as a whole.
More subtance was needed to pull this particular heist off, methinks
Rating: 5/10