This is a good example of a filmmaker trying to make an artistic film but without being an artist. A Michael Hanneke, Antonioni wannabe.
Its simple and cliché storyline, seen in variations a million times before, is covered with a "style over content" execution.
To say it's boring is an understatement. It's trite and meaningless and cold and offers no new insight into the human psyche (which I believe is its aim).
Inspite of being well photographed, yet overtly gloomy for no other reason than it makes the world look depressing, the overall production is professional yet distant.
Struggling to figure of why anybody fell in love with this script is beyond me.
The feeling is an expensive experiment in meaningless. A work that should have better served as a museum video installation, made in episodes with Goethe quotes.
Its simple and cliché storyline, seen in variations a million times before, is covered with a "style over content" execution.
To say it's boring is an understatement. It's trite and meaningless and cold and offers no new insight into the human psyche (which I believe is its aim).
Inspite of being well photographed, yet overtly gloomy for no other reason than it makes the world look depressing, the overall production is professional yet distant.
Struggling to figure of why anybody fell in love with this script is beyond me.
The feeling is an expensive experiment in meaningless. A work that should have better served as a museum video installation, made in episodes with Goethe quotes.