How disappointing... Just a piece of filmographic excrement. I can see where the director was going, this was supposed to be an attempt at cinegraphic poetry. Granted, at times, at microseconds really, there are faint echoes of the magnificence of some of Mr. David Lynch's masterpieces - very faint and distorted echoes, that is... If you like nonsense, by all means, be my guest, go see it!
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