A famous writer announces that she intends to end her life and male writers may compete to become executor of her estate. Men drive up the mountain and are challenged intellectually and erotically, until one discovers Maya's end game.
An internationally lauded poet/novelist announces that she is going to end her life and that young male writers may compete to become executor of her estate. The man who wins will inherit her home, land, books, unpublished manuscripts, and be expected to protect and promote her posthumous reputation.
The doggy-style fornication is very creepy, with Maya shrieking laughing and mocking during the act. Nothing sensual about it. The violence at the end of the movie is risible.
This film is for poets, an exercise in vagueness. Like what is Moses talking about while looking outside the window? For one who likes clarity, this film is not for me. I do not see the narrative flow, maybe it is not meant to be.
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