One of those "the director had a smart idea" movies.
You can smell the pretentiousness even during the opening credits with that "is recursive" slapped on to the quote about man being created in the image of god. Wow, so deep.
The narration is annoying and pretentious - constantly dropping 'clever' factoids, like lychen being a symbiosis between fungus and algea, Bart Simpson having had to have been Homer's age by now, etc - like scrolling through Buzzfeed...
The driving force is ostensibly the intensification of the protagonist's mental condition and the slow buildup of gore, culminating in human body parts all over the place. But I felt no intensification of any feeling except boredom and disgust. And this disgust had no depth to it, nothing beyond it to support and contextualise it narratively and/or emotionally. The experience is more like flipping through a graphic dissection book, an experience I have no interest in, certainly not artistically, and certainly not while listening to that constant annoying narration. So yea maybe in an ingenious way the film is recursive in that we cannot escape the annoying speech sounds of the guy researching an annoying sound in his head...
You can smell the pretentiousness even during the opening credits with that "is recursive" slapped on to the quote about man being created in the image of god. Wow, so deep.
The narration is annoying and pretentious - constantly dropping 'clever' factoids, like lychen being a symbiosis between fungus and algea, Bart Simpson having had to have been Homer's age by now, etc - like scrolling through Buzzfeed...
The driving force is ostensibly the intensification of the protagonist's mental condition and the slow buildup of gore, culminating in human body parts all over the place. But I felt no intensification of any feeling except boredom and disgust. And this disgust had no depth to it, nothing beyond it to support and contextualise it narratively and/or emotionally. The experience is more like flipping through a graphic dissection book, an experience I have no interest in, certainly not artistically, and certainly not while listening to that constant annoying narration. So yea maybe in an ingenious way the film is recursive in that we cannot escape the annoying speech sounds of the guy researching an annoying sound in his head...