Why I Am Excited: Inception

This weekend I went to see Sherlock Holmes for the third time. You may very well wonder why I spent $37.50 to see a movie that got pretty universally panned, but you know what, I don't have to explain myself to you. I think it suffices to say: Robert Downey Jr. Sherlock Holmes. Yes. and. please.


HOWEVER this post is not (strictly) about my love of all things unshaven and neurotic, it is about WHY I AM EXCITED about the upcoming movie:

Now let me break it down for you like a dateless cheerleader on prom night.

In the first place, I am an absolute SUCKER for mysterious advertising. You can be sure that if it is unclear what the product is, I want one. (And yes, I want one.) Therefore the Inception marketing strategy strikes right at the core of my being: what is this movie about? Why is everyone's face turned AWAY from the camera? Who are these people? Is something actually happening or is it all in Ellen Page's mind? IS THIS TRAILER ALL IN MY MIND??? I'm already hooked.

Second, review the following list: Leo DiCaprio, Ken Watanabe, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Marion Cotillard, Ellen Page, Cillian Murphy, Michael Caine, Chris Nolan. In addition to being the guest list for my next intimate soirée, it also happens to be a list of people who are involved in this movie. If the thought of all these fine things all in one place doesn't make you wet your pants in the best way possible, then I have some serious doubt about the future of our relationship; see me after class.

Third, let's talk about action sequences and special effects. Specifically, car chases, explosions, and mind-bending cityscapes. Check, check, and most checkity thank you check. Frankly you had me at the reunion of Cillian Murphy and Michael Caine, but I do appreciate being served a delicious meth cherry on my crack-iced piece of blowcake, spank you very much.

I have seen this preview all three times I went to see Sherlock Holmes, and each time has only increased the intensity of my excitement. Hattie can attest that she actually had to force me to be quiet, both verbally and physically, as I almost lost it right there in the theater. So come 16 July you can bet that I will gladly be putting my ass back on the (metaphorical) street and giving it up to Hollywood sos I can get my movie fix.

Moral of this story? Well played Warner Brothers. Well. Played.