lucid imagination

Tonight I watched Michel Gondry's The Science of Sleep which is one crazy imaginative ride in the most literal of ways. The premise of the film is about Stephane, a guy who dreams and dreams and dreams, and "inverts his dreams with reality" as his mom says. He meets his neighbor, ironically named Stephany... and the lucid dreams continue like no other. He's in a constant battle between what he dreams and what's actually happening in the real world, all the while trying to hook up with his neighbor, who shares some of his out of this world creativity and cookyness.

The movie shares alot of similar traits to Gondry's big hit Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, but the surrealism is about it. The movie hits on different ideas and all of which is outstanding. I don't know what to feel in the movie, as it seems like it's fun and imaginative, and comedic at times, but it has such an awfully sad and melancholy mood to it through out. You feel so sorry for Stephane and for me, I can almost relate to so much of what he's going through all the time. It's one of those movies that make you sit back and think about your own life, I guess. Maybe it's cause I'm alot like him, one who dreams about wonders, thinks of things I want to build but sometimes may never really do it, and just wants to play play play and then can never figure out what to say at the right moment or any moment for that matter.... ya.