Nicolas and Daniela were perfect together. At least that is how he remembers them as a couple, so her freak accidental death sends him spiraling downward. He gets so bad, his platonic friend Victoria arranges for him to join the test group taking her big pharma company’s lucid dreaming drug. She knows it works, because it helped her manage her post-divorce depression. However, the experimental controls are so lax, Nicolas accidentally starts dreaming of Daniela on the first night—and he keeps going back to her, filing fake progress reports for the scientists.
Initially, the dream world is his oyster. Daniela is just the way he remembered her, but when he’d prefer her slightly different, he simply instructs her to forget inconvenient memories. Their world is only limited by his past experiences, so the borders are a bit blurry and indistinct. However, the more time he lucid dreams of Daniela, the more their dream world expands and fills in. It might actually be turning somewhat, kind of real. That’s not my interpretation. Nicolas dreams that Victoria suggests that very possibility.
Vigalondo is incapable of making of boring films, but this isn’t among his best work. The early scenes are rather confusing, but he down-shifts into interesting territory when Nicolas starts to question the supposed unreality of his dream world. However, it loses steam when it morphs into a pseudo-feminist critique of the Twilight Zone episode “A World of his Own,” guest-starring Keenan Wynn, as an author who can change reality by simply recording into his Dictaphone. To make matters worse, the conclusion is a murky letdown.
