Ink

This film strives to tell what it feels is an important story through imagery, art, and imagination.  It's high-concept premise is simple: what if dreams are not of our own making, but introduced by outsiders?  Good and bad forces strive to inject happy dreams and nightmares, while battling out unseen in our rooms and on the streets.  In this case, a young girl's spirit kidnapped by a third party - Ink - who wants to sell her for acceptance with the nightmare-givers, while the girl's physical form languishes in a coma.

It reminds me of several other "high fantasy" films I've seen recently - most notably Pan's Labrynth and The Fountain (both from Fantastic Fest 2006, before I started this blog).  The Fountain, in particular, gripped me in a way that few films do, in that its story fit with my own struggles.  Ink, like Pan's Labrynth, doesn't relate as well, and so the message is diluted.  Still, it is an enjoyable film for the story and imagery.

Ink
2009,  107 minutes, directed by Jamin Winans