Inception (The Movie): Can We Talk About This?!?!?!?!?

First thing is first: the movie does not end in a dream. PERIOD. That is my official stance. The totem, which belonged to his wife, is irrelevant. He shouldn’t have used that totem in the first place. Remember what his friend said to that girl when she tried to grab his? If not, go back and watch again.

            His totem was never seeing their faces: the kids.

Moving on.

A conversation with a friend who watched this film with me provided me with my own personal totem within the world of thoughts Inception planted.

            He mentioned the dreams were too linear. And I agree with him.

            Yes it is true when we dream often we don’t remember getting to where the beginning of the dream is taking place. Although the film often touched on that, the dreams still felt, simply put, sane. No oddly placed elephant in a backyard or abrupt turn to day or night. Everyone in the dream world seemed real. Everyone walked around as they were in reality. There was no sense of the un-sensical feeling real.

 The only scene that really brought the effect of dreaming into the dream sequence was when the girl was training and she changed the layout and put the bottom on top and they walked upside down- THAT was a dream.

(Kudos to my mr. who brought this to my attention)

            As I watched this film I found myself being drawn into a conversation about the line between reality and illusions/delusions and dreams. Every concept that was introduced about the subconscious, I processed as a question about my own sense of reality and dreams. Often referred to as a dreamer by many who’ve been at the receiving end of my monologues, I wondered about my grasp on the line between the two.

 That is not to say I consider it to be possible to walk around on the ceiling that was once the ground of my world. Simply that, I put a lot of emphasize in the meaning of my dreams and what they are trying to tell me about a deeper self I don’t understand or fully control the workings of, a self that exists as she stores life and therefore filters nothing through apprehension or inhibition but through the pursuit of existence.

            So, it isn’t a surprise to me that what disturbed me most about the plot was the concept of inception. The idea of being able to plant something in someone’s subconscious so deep that the mind builds itself around it and believes it to be truth.  Truth of an almost unbreakable nature: self-made truth.

THE SCARIEST FORM OF MANIPULATION.

And if I haven’t already gone too deep into this movie….

            For the most part, we walk around apprehensive about the possibility of being lied to, to our face, by those who hold truths about our selves. I shudder at the thought; what if it was possible that someone can incept an idea so deep in my subconscious that it changes everything I held to be true, (Fisher and his perspective of his father and his relationship with him).

            I do move on aware it is a movie. I exhale understanding entertainment for entertainings sake. But hold on to its relevance. This exists in our world, the real world. A subconscious subterfuge: reverse psychology, cults, CHANGE.

Thoughts???