I watched this movie at the Toronto International Film Festival a few years ago. Don't expect to find a cohesive plot, but just sit back and let the camera-work wash over your senses. Long, beautiful, meditative, Tarkovsky-like takes that leave you marvelling at their artistry. Not long into the movie, I gave up trying to understand the plot, and instead just allowed myself to be swept along in its tide of visual beauty.
In the Q&A with the director after the screening, he couldn't or wouldn't shed light on the meaning/plot of the film, saying instead that it is up to each of us to get our own meaning. Commenting on his cinematography and obscure plot line, I asked the director whether he was influenced by Tarkovsky. He replied: 'But of course. Tarkovsky is our godfather'. Nuff said.
Rent/buy this movie and watch it on the biggest screen you can find. Don't try to understand the incomprehensible, but allow yourself, like I did, to shrug off the shackles of reason and intellect and float along a different stream of consciousness, one of astounding visual beauty.