In short, Cloud Atlas is a great movie. The most powerful movie I’ve seen in the theater in years, perhaps ever. A tear actually streamed down my face, twice. Throughout the movie my eyes were moist and my sense of appreciation for the story and the directing expansive.
That said, it doesn’t surprise me that the reviews aren’t so great. It is a complicated movie adapting to screen a complicated book. I mean, David Mitchell is a genius. The book, if you read it, you realize is an artifact right near the top of the semantic food chain. Any movie that would do it justice (and this one truly does) is going exist at levels and employ techniques that will be outside the average person’s experience, or “comfort zone”. No blame.
I was going to compose my review tonight, but realized as I started that I need to watch it again while taking notes to compose the review I really want to write. So in short, my complete review will probably come tomorrow or Sunday. I just wanted to get this out there.
Besides, I want to relax in the after glow of the emotional ark that it is (at least for those who can flow with its meaning). Analysis will jar those feelings.