This film raises a lot of interesting questions about the nature of humanity, conscience, love, etc. which, honestly, I'd never thought to ask before, and don't care enough to answer now that they HAVE been asked. That's not to say I didn't like the movie. I did.
But here's the thing, the paradox of this film: It didn't bother me that a lot of the film is slow and and at times confusing, it's never boring because I was inexorably drawn to wanting to know what the destination was.
And the weird thing is, I can't figure out why. I could not tear my eyes away.
I don't know if I can recommend this film to others or not, because I have no idea if anyone else will share my particular sentiments especially when it comes to the ending. I don't know who will understand it and who won't, or who will even think it's worth trying to understand. There are, of course, some people who absolutely love it, and probably even some who understand it (or think they do), because... well maybe because of the words of Rumi give people something to hold onto. Which in itself is a very clever thing to do because reading more of his poetry after watching added more meaning to it where perhaps none existed before. But there are probably just as many people who hate it, because... well, it's different.
At any rate, though, I think it's at least worth a look. If you find it boring, slow, incomprehensible, whatever... just turn it off. No big deal. But, on the other hand, if you find yourself inexplicably compelled to keep watching, unwilling or unable to tear yourself away for a single frame... well, then, you're welcome.
