In the wake of getting myself ready for a totally out of reach motion picture experience, I was astonished to end up very moved by an interesting and sad film about the urges that drive one tormented soul.
The film makes some extremely fascinating parallels between the urge to ruinous conduct (drink, for instance) and the urge to make sense of his thoughts. In the surreal universe of this film, these are two parts of the same sense, and its sad to see a man with some sort of extended post traumatic stress and trying to annihilate himself.
The movie provides for us an unusual, dream-like world that has a different rationale of its own. The lead actor is good in his part; this couldn't have been a simple execution to make, as he needed to serve as the center for the story and secure some rational soundness in a crazy world. The characters Abby and Alena are additionally important as his love interests.
It's not a simple film in its ideas. Though it didn't abandon me as a lot of other bigger movies have, and I thought this one had a cerebral intellectualism that most motion picture currently lack.