I've thought about this film quite bit after watching it, so there's certainly something fundamentally compelling about it conceptually, but the execution was lacking for me. The movie feels like an ending with a movie attached in front of it. It's like Cahill started with this idea and struggled to flesh it out into a feature film, so everything that happens before the final half hour or so feels dramatically inert and overly distended. It almost feels like a movie that was written in reverse.
I like the sense of unpredictability that the film has... you don't know where it's going, but it takes too long for the film's conceptual backbone to emerge. The film raises these questions about spirituality vs. science... but doesn't really have anything particularly interesting say. It ends up being kind of hokey, with some occasionally atrocious dialogue: "Maybe the eye is a window into the soul," "My atoms have always loved your atoms."
I like the sense of unpredictability that the film has... you don't know where it's going, but it takes too long for the film's conceptual backbone to emerge. The film raises these questions about spirituality vs. science... but doesn't really have anything particularly interesting say. It ends up being kind of hokey, with some occasionally atrocious dialogue: "Maybe the eye is a window into the soul," "My atoms have always loved your atoms."