The saving grace of "Blank" is its short length -- at 32 minutes, it had already run its course, and then some. The film is a static depiction of seven days in the life of a thirty-ish single man wallowing in alcohol and the emptiness of a dull and meaningless existence.
He starts every morning trying to awaken from his drunken stupor, trudges off to his job at an apartment rental agency and then spends the night consuming mass quantities of beer and imagining events that may or may not be actual.
Slightly reminiscent of "Requiem for a Dream" or "Spun", but with booze instead of drugs and without the complete storyline or the interesting characters. "Blank" does not have a beginning, middle and end; just a mindless, dull middle part.
1 star out of ten
