Nolan and cast tell an intricately woven plot using dream imagery we're all familiar with: running, flying, falling, drowning, love, loss, fulfillment, paranoia. This makes the protagonist's adventure our adventure, and a very clever device it is too. Film stock is ruthlessly edited, moving a dense story forward in heartbeats, and the last half of the film is played in three worlds, at three speeds, in perfect unison - a real wonder to behold. The visuals are, of course, stunning, leaving even the most experienced SFX viewer wondering 'how did they do that?'. The soundtrack is every bit as memorable, a character in itself, and in many places a tip of the hat to Barry's most sweeping work. It's an unparalleled thrill-ride, the summer tentpole you've been waiting for, and testament that when the studios stay out of the way and give a gifted filmmaker unfettered rein, magic is still at the movies. Watch it once. Learn the twist. Then watch it again in the knowledge that the real hero of the plot, the one desperately trying to save their loved one, was never the one you thought first time through. Second viewings take on added tragedy with this nugget, making this not only a dream within a dream, but a new movie hidden within the movie. I have seen the next Oscar, and his name is Nolan.