An accomplishment of adaptation every bit as impressive as Peter Jackson’s Lord of the Rings or Zack Snyder’s criminally underappreciated Watchmen, Cloud Atlas is a big, bold, beautiful work of staggering ambition and artistry. Directed by Tom Tykwer (Run Lola Run) and Lana & Andy Wachowski (The Matrix) from a novel by David Mitchell – a novel, like those aforementioned, that many said was “unfilmable”. This cinematic tapestry spans centuries, continents and almost every conceivable genre, achieving along the way both an awe-inspiring grandeur and a remarkable intimacy while examining everlasting themes including love, loyalty, death, rebirth, ambition, courage and sacrifice. That this film exists at all is impressive enough; that it is this spectacular is nothing short of a miracle.
At the beginning of Cloud Atlas, one of its many protagonists, a publisher, expresses disdain for flashbacks and flash-forwards in literature, but begs us to indulge him all the same. With this wry caveat out of the way, Tykwer and the Wachowkis launch into a multi-generational, globe-encompassing cinematic omnibus that weaves viewers in and out of six different storylines, from the Pacific Islands of the mid 1800s to the garish glow of “Neo-Seoul” circa 2144, stopping by in between on Belgium of the 1930s, California of the 1970s and Great Britain of the present era, before returning to the Pacific for a second time and a grim post-apocalyptic Hawaii.
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