So much gray, so much drab, rain, emotionally dead faces. Throughout the movie there's hardly a shred of sunlight that comes through. Oom is definitely a character caught between a rock and a hard place with his desperation to live and his moral obligation to others like him. 

This movie is purposefully vague, and because the subtitles I had on this were probably not very well made, I was unsure what was the location they were all in. Especially because…

I will always Mokri's attempts at creating a cinematic version of MC Escher paintings, yet here... why did he need to make it 140 minutes? The excessive length and the single take gimmick don't really do him any favors here as he tries to bend time forwards and backwards. The synopsis somewhat suggests that there is a build up leading toward a gruesome climax, yet that climax never really comes. We are just swirling in circles amongst characters that are…

when everybody hated this movie because it wasn’t a Wes Anderson film? Yeah. I do. Young film enthusiasts torn this to shreds because its lack of linear timeline, very little character introduction, and its very bleak atmosphere. The fact that Gus Van Sant made this after Good Will Hunting, Psycho and Finding Forester made that disdain a little too easy. Returning to this however shows Van Sant was truly a unique filmmaker and thrived best in independent filmmaking away…