Ah well. In the midst of all the enthusiastic reviews here, it falls to me to be the wet blanket.
I would not say that Call for Dreams was a waste of my time: it was entertaining, on its own terms. But the pseudo-intellectual aphorisms are largely nonsensical (the notion of a "dream dreaming a dreamer" is incoherent); the lead actress delivers her lines in bloodless monotones; much of the "Tokyo" we are shown (and where I used to live) is highly unrepresentative; and the Japanese spoken by the Israeli fellow near the end is largely incomprehensible. Among other flaws.
Events bear little relation to each other, but in an abstract work of art, that need not be regarded as a defect. And as others note, many of the shots are fairly stunning.
We were looking for something out of the ordinary to watch this evening, and in this we were not disappointed.
I would not say that Call for Dreams was a waste of my time: it was entertaining, on its own terms. But the pseudo-intellectual aphorisms are largely nonsensical (the notion of a "dream dreaming a dreamer" is incoherent); the lead actress delivers her lines in bloodless monotones; much of the "Tokyo" we are shown (and where I used to live) is highly unrepresentative; and the Japanese spoken by the Israeli fellow near the end is largely incomprehensible. Among other flaws.
Events bear little relation to each other, but in an abstract work of art, that need not be regarded as a defect. And as others note, many of the shots are fairly stunning.
We were looking for something out of the ordinary to watch this evening, and in this we were not disappointed.