Last weekend we finally made it to the theater and saw Cloud Atlas, about which I'd seen mixed reviews.* I loved it! The story, as you undoubtedly know by now, is a convoluted intertwining of six different stories, set far apart in time and space, but connected by some cosmic synchronicity that's never made entirely explicit. The main actors play a stunning variety of roles, with virtuoso skill, and sometimes I was only guessing who I was looking at. I was quite satisfied by the ending, despite the many dangling threads. It helps to have not just a tolerance for, but even an appetite for ambiguity and open questions.
- What writer wouldn't love the scene where Tom Hanks, as an affronted author, throws a prominent critic off a balcony?
- Hugo Weaving makes a great villain, but I do wish he'd been cast as at least one good guy. Or maybe he was, and I just didn't recognize him.
- Halle Berry is stunningly beautiful. (You probably already knew that.)
*The two reviews that come closest to matching my own reaction to the movie are this one, from the New York Times, and this, from Roger Ebert.
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