Don't Carrie-Anne Moss and writer/director Christopher Nolan care about my needs?
Pardon me for being a man, but I really wanted to see Carrie-Anne Moss naked -- otherwise, what was the point of viewing this film? Is that so much to ask? So much to want? Don't Carrie-Anne Moss and writer/director Christopher Nolan care about my needs?
Apparently not, because all this film does is play around with the idea of Leonard's (Guy Pearce) condition, which has a fancy name but just amounts to the fact that he can't form any short-term memories. After a few minutes, everything begins to fade. This gives Nolan a convenient excuse to essentially show the film backwards. He starts at the end of the story, when Leonard shoots Teddy (Joe Pantoliano) in the head because Leonard thinks Teddy raped and murdered his wife.
Nolan thinks it would be really neat if the audience could experience what Leonard experiences, so he shows everything in three- or four-minute clips, beginning at the end. We see Leonard shooting Teddy, then cut to five minutes prior and watch what led up to that point. Then we go back another ten minutes, and watch what led up to that point -- and so on, and so on, and so on.
Ultimately, the whole experience isn't all that different from any other movie, except that you see the same crap occurring again and again, which gets pretty stale. Like any other movie, it's fairly predictable, too. Would you be shocked to learn that Teddy, in fact, did not rape and murder Leonard's wife? Does that ruin it for you -- were you really expecting a foregone conclusion played out in reverse? This film, however, manages to disappoint in many other ways -- I endured the whole thing for just one brief glimpse of Carrie-Anne naked, so I was pretty pissed off when that didn't pan out.
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