Symbolism for the sake of symbolism, served in a painfully sluggish pace (it's like 0.25 slow motion at best). Artsy, very wannabe, pretentious and pseudo-intellectual. Postmodernism at its finest. Or at its lowest? Probably both, since we are talking about postmodernism. I'm sure movie snobs love it. This is their cup of tea. So visually appealing, so vague, it can be one thing, but also its opposite! Themes! So many interpretations, one can't help but love it, right?! But hey, mr. Critic man, what's it all about? Glad you asked, random hypothetical person! A stoic lad in the cost effectiveness void, sits on his sofa, drinking tea, but then, then! A chandelier explodes on the floor. It's very loud. He cleans it up, and the debris turns into a woman. They drink tea, but she vomits a key. They dance a bit, but her hand detaches. I hate when that happens too. It can ruin a perfectly fine date. Then, after an interlude of the same speed as the continents move, she leaves through a door, and the cicle continues with an another chandelier. What could that mean? (Aside from the wasting of 12 minutes of our lives...) Is it about lonelyness, love, and the difficulty to open up and express your emotions? Or the existential pain of living with the consciousness of death? Maybe both? Aww man, very art! So fairy tale! And the acting! Oh, the acting... they invented the Academy Award for this sole occasion. No one can stare into the distance with blank face like these guys! Their expressionless faces perfectly expresses the vague nothing that the creators wanted to express. Darkness. Desk. Tea. A man. A woman. Love. Or is it? Feelings. A dance. Opening a door. And closing one. Short sentences. Pretend to say. Something. It's clever. Please clap!
