In a rain swept Tokyo, Eko complicates her life by publishing a 'Call For Dreams' ad in a newspaper. As strangers leave descriptions of dreams on her answering machine, a parallel police inv... Read allIn a rain swept Tokyo, Eko complicates her life by publishing a 'Call For Dreams' ad in a newspaper. As strangers leave descriptions of dreams on her answering machine, a parallel police investigation of a murder in Tel Aviv unfolds.In a rain swept Tokyo, Eko complicates her life by publishing a 'Call For Dreams' ad in a newspaper. As strangers leave descriptions of dreams on her answering machine, a parallel police investigation of a murder in Tel Aviv unfolds.
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Call for Dreams is a mystery crime drama written and directed by Ran Slavin. The main concept of this film was about the interpretation of dreams. Eko publishes an ad and then goes to those that have called her for her work. But everything starts to get complicated when dreams and reality cannot be told apart. Moreover, the film is made in such a way that it blends both of these worlds into one single narrative. You can enjoy a distorted dreamlike experience from this film. The visuals are spectacular which also matches the surrealistic storyline. The camera works, editing, lightings along with the neon-lit Tokyo gave the film a blade runner vibe. The soundtrack with electronic score and special effects were also quite good. The whole film was well crafted like a piece of art. This film makes a unique impact on the audience just like Shutter Island, Inception or David Lynch's Twin Peaks. For an indie film, it is a must-watch film if you love psychological drama.
With its darkly rich and nocturnal color palate, and its incorporation of Tokyo's most spectral man-made monoliths, the remarkable and shockingly immersive "Call For Dreams" is a rare sensory mindscape in which the lines between the conscious and unconscious are very intentionally and disruptively obliterated. This isn't so much a traditional three-act film as it is a visually and sonically-induced psychological attack of the most subversive and surrealist kind, and one that probably should be accompanied by a warning label -- it's no hyperbole to state that allowing one's self to become enveloped in "Call For Dreams" plays on the head in a way that takes a full day to shake as we reacclimate to life's more grounded, pedestrian normalcies.
Eko (Mami Shimazaki) is a creature of the night. Her downtown Tokyo is one in which the blacks collide with radiating neons soaked by relentless assaults of rain. On one darkly glowing evening, Eko rings up a Tokyo newspaper to place a vague yet alluring ad: "Call For Dreams" is its enticing directive. Soon, Tokyo's dream-afflicted are leaving messages on her tape-based answering machine in which they recount their recurring nightscapes. Eko's provided service is dream reenactment: Like a call girl minus the provision of sex, she travels by scooter to appointments. At one location, a man has repeatedly dreamed of shooting a woman with four bullets; elsewhere, a woman has dreamed herself as a passenger on a plane consumed by a visceral fog. Shimazaki quietly conjures an elite performance: Like a call girl, Eko is at once submissive -- a subject to the defined parameters of a given client's dream. Yet she's also commanding in her wordless leadership of their reenactments; a window through which her clients seek an awakened understanding of their own subconscious experiences. As we watch it all unfold, director Ran Slavin without clear announcement dissolves the sinewy connective tissue between wakened realities and the dream state itself. It's an insidious and shifting line that melts completely as Eko's reenactments submerge into the watercolors of a murder investigation in far-off Tel Aviv: The insinuation is that she's triggered some ethereal crossing of the threshold between the dreams she reenacts and our connected, consciously-lived world.
Very intentionally, Slavin avoids chiseled conclusions and the neat gift-wrapping of plot payouts in "Call For Dreams." Its ambition forbids it, as it aspires instead to install a portal between two states of consciousness, and with a door that swings both ways. This is a truly unique and aspirational film, drenched in gorgeous atmospherics, and it's ultimately one to be digested with careful intent. "Does the dreamer dream the dream, or does the dream dream the dreamer?" - (Was this review of use to you? If so, let me know by clicking "Helpful." Cheers!)
Eko (Mami Shimazaki) is a creature of the night. Her downtown Tokyo is one in which the blacks collide with radiating neons soaked by relentless assaults of rain. On one darkly glowing evening, Eko rings up a Tokyo newspaper to place a vague yet alluring ad: "Call For Dreams" is its enticing directive. Soon, Tokyo's dream-afflicted are leaving messages on her tape-based answering machine in which they recount their recurring nightscapes. Eko's provided service is dream reenactment: Like a call girl minus the provision of sex, she travels by scooter to appointments. At one location, a man has repeatedly dreamed of shooting a woman with four bullets; elsewhere, a woman has dreamed herself as a passenger on a plane consumed by a visceral fog. Shimazaki quietly conjures an elite performance: Like a call girl, Eko is at once submissive -- a subject to the defined parameters of a given client's dream. Yet she's also commanding in her wordless leadership of their reenactments; a window through which her clients seek an awakened understanding of their own subconscious experiences. As we watch it all unfold, director Ran Slavin without clear announcement dissolves the sinewy connective tissue between wakened realities and the dream state itself. It's an insidious and shifting line that melts completely as Eko's reenactments submerge into the watercolors of a murder investigation in far-off Tel Aviv: The insinuation is that she's triggered some ethereal crossing of the threshold between the dreams she reenacts and our connected, consciously-lived world.
Very intentionally, Slavin avoids chiseled conclusions and the neat gift-wrapping of plot payouts in "Call For Dreams." Its ambition forbids it, as it aspires instead to install a portal between two states of consciousness, and with a door that swings both ways. This is a truly unique and aspirational film, drenched in gorgeous atmospherics, and it's ultimately one to be digested with careful intent. "Does the dreamer dream the dream, or does the dream dream the dreamer?" - (Was this review of use to you? If so, let me know by clicking "Helpful." Cheers!)
This is a finely crafted film. The imagery alone holds my attention and the concept is intriguing. The director, Ran Slavin, put out a call on social media for "dreams" and he used the stories he received as the basis for this film. He pulls it off beautifully. Gorgeous cinematography on every. single. shot. Call for Dreams is a sensory experience for the viewer. This is quality indie film making!
A fascinating, thought-provoking film on the exploration of dreams and their parallels to reality. The film is compelling throughout, moving at a steady pace. But it is the visuals that are most impressive, reminiscent of Blade Runner, on an acid trip. The originality and intriguing nature of the film will keep you engaged through a satisfying journey that draws comparisons to Inception.
Beautifully shot in Tokyo, Japan 'A Call for Dreams' is a psychological intriguing thriller.
I enjoyed this film. A total trip out. I definitely can't wait to see more work from Ran Slavin!
Cheers to the cast and crew!
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- TriviaFor the film Call For Dreams director Ran Slavin advertised an ad on social networks asking strangers to send him their dreams to base his film on.
- GoofsThe horse dream scene was shot in underground 60 meter deep tunnels for 14 hours.
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