Saito: Don't you want to take a leap of faith? Or become an old man, filled with regret, waiting to die alone!

To anyone who says Nolan doesn’t do emotion, think of this: Inception, at its most basic level, is the story of three men using the most elaborate constructs imaginable to confront regret, fear, loss, guilt, shame, and the future. It is a film in which men have to forcibly break into their own psyche and confront all of the most toxic facets of their masculinity in order to realise the truth that is we have no control over our lives and the ghosts that we knew will always be with us but they may never be *with* us again. It’s a multi-hundred-million dollar exercise in therapy, both cerebral and destructive.

The three men to whom this film’s heart and soul and very fibrous ambition belongs? Cobb, Fischer... and Nolan himself. He builds whole worlds only to tear them apart in the pursuit of some deeper truths about the world that we live in and the bodies which we live and breathe and die in. Nolan’s cinema is a cinema of muscular excess and emotional minutiae - I defy anyone not to be moved immensely by Cobb finally deciding it is time to let go of the love he is haunted by, shaped by, and helplessly falling into the abyss of time and time again.