…a mad folly, an extravagant visual orgy, a free-fall from reality into uncharted realms. Surely it is one of the wildest indulgences a director has ever granted himself….
It tells a simple story with vast romantic images so stunning I had to check twice, three times, to be sure the film actually claims to have absolutely no computer-generated imagery.
It’s about a young man and little girl who are recovering in a hospital. The man tells the girl a story, which comes to life in the film from the young girl’s perspective. The telling of the story turns out to be therapeutic for both of them in ways they and the audience wouldn’t predict.
I wish I saw this in the theater. This type of film makes me consider getting one of those thin 40″ televisions everyone is spending too much money on.
The movie is engaging for its story, too, not just its visuals. The acting is superb, especially the little girl. I noticed there were long, unedited scenes with her that makes me appreciate her (or her direction) more.
It’s directed by Tarsem Singh (who just goes by his first name, like Sting, but it’s not made up), who’s known for directing commercial and musical videos, although I never heard of him (no surprise there). He also directed another visual feast: The Cell, which I saw many years ago but isn’t as good as this movie.