Where to begin with Cloud Atlas, the ambitious new film spanning at least five centuries? A movie so sprawling it took three directors to tackle it? One in which actors portray ages, races, and even genders that are not their own? An adaptation of David Mitchell’s acclaimed novel that many assumed was unfilmable?
Where, oh where, to begin?
A long-abandoned tent. A long-dead body. A disgruntled local. A kid with asthma. An aging man with heart problems. A marriage in crisis. Rumors that it was a massive grizzly bear (not found in these parts) that mauled two teenage girls. An honorably-discharged Iraq vet, injured in Fallujah, who has taken to putting on a “hair suit” (made of animal furs) and sneaking into stranger’s homes — mainly just to see if he can get away with it.
