Each scene of film reminds the pact made at the beginning of film. Henry Alberto has the science to propose to you to ignore that. Two buddies , a full of terribilist facts, visits and talks, stealing and food day. And the return, so precise, to beginning. Easy to consider it a film about nothing, an experimental one, a chain of improvisation or just waste of 80 minutes of your day. You are not wrong, in essence but the final scenes are very useful to say the fair verdict about Hara Kiri. Because, being a film about death, it represents an almost cold exploration of contemporary youth, friendship, deep loneliness, dramatic decisions and real meaning of love. So, in essence, it is only a pure gem. Not original but poetic. Not impressive but, scene by scene, true.
