A woman uses a public toilet in a busy city park. She is evidently in great discomfort and must leave her young grandson alone for a few moments. When she returns, she discovers he is gone and for the rest of the film she is frantically looking for him. Ultra realism. The film realistically depicts the panic and then despair of her loss. But that is about the best thing you can say about this film. The super long takes and repetitive action as the woman searches for her grandson create a feeling of agitation, an agitation which soon overwhelms any feelings of empathy toward or even interest in the plight of the main character.
This is possibly the worst film I have ever sat through. Excruciatingly dull, watching this film ultimately became a pointless exercise in endurance. It is extraordinary that a movie like this, with a nearly non-existent plot and sub-amateur production values, could ever have been released.
This is possibly the worst film I have ever sat through. Excruciatingly dull, watching this film ultimately became a pointless exercise in endurance. It is extraordinary that a movie like this, with a nearly non-existent plot and sub-amateur production values, could ever have been released.