Not having read anything about this film due to other distractions in normal life, I waited and waited to get a hook into its meat and haul it in as a trophy catch. Well, that did not happen for me despite the fact that I now learned that it is an artistic film (or perhaps autistic if I correctly interpret current reviews?). I did understand my observations and absorptions that nothing was potentially true, or perhaps something was true in the floating in and out of dreams, animation and other such creativity notions. Finally, as the film ended, I got the connection that I suspected: this guy Stephane has a gigantic mental problem in which he has no control over his life other than during sleeping. I assume there is a medical name for such aberrant human behavior. Maybe autistic is the quick answer -- in which case I feel nothing more closer nor more distant in that medical malady.
Review of The Science of Sleep
