There's no way that this wasn't taken away from the Wachowski's in post, there's too much here for a two hour long film; you essentially have levels of political and economic complexity comparable to Dune (and really both stories are essentially identical in terms of focusing on long-standing houses vying for control of planetary resources) all shoved in your face as quickly as humanly possible. Unfortunately this leads to the film having pretty severe pacing issues and jarring scene transitions…

Monumental. What can one say about a work predicated entirely on the intangible relationship between dreams and nightmares? An adventure story turned into a surrealist evocation of internal, repressed psychic trauma reverberating across achingly beautiful, Argento-esque images and moody explorations of landscape, recalling both Maya Deren and Buñuel in its haunting, allegorical make-up. This is completely up my alley: elegiac formalism meshed with poetic digressions consisting of streams-of-consciousness reminiscent of late Godard, all wrapped within an unnerving and hypnotically assured…