Thomas and Alfred were born around the same time; a fire in the nursery had nurses scrambling to save the newborns. Because he felt that he deserved Alfred's good fortune at being born into a wealthy family, Thomas conceives the idea that he and Alfred were switched at birth, and he can't help seeing that his unhappiness should be Alfred's.
From the very first sequence, Toto is an utterly confusing proposition, a rocambolesque set of circumstances that clearly trick the viewer into accepting that fate can be so twisted and still worth talking about it. And if the initial premise is downright baffling, the ending is wholly bemusing, the product of an extremely naive concept, trying hard to add punch through emotinal manipulation.
Really 4 1/2 than 5 but goddamn, I was so amused, thrilled, and involved in the story that it doesn't really matter what rating I give it! Sure, the movie was as surrealistic as I was hoping but its representations of memory almost felt to reach the heights of Guy Maddin. Constructing your life at an old age when you felt that everything has been a lie is as hilarious as rebirth.