With the qualifier that I’m a sucker for slow movies that leave plenty of space for the audience to fill in, I have to say that this was a strange and wonderful movie to watch. Enigmatic and self-contradictory, it gives only enough dialogue to suggest a narrative thread, and relies on pure cinematography and indistinct dream sequences to imply much of the drama. It’d be easy to criticize the movie for having virtually no story at all. Yet I found myself reluctant to take a bathroom break for the entire two hours and ten minutes, fearing that I’d miss even one of the brief, suggestive scenes that all seemed to be integral pieces of a large and magical puzzle. While that greater whole never came together coherently, I didn’t much care, I was riveted. Meanwhile, half the audience was sleeping. To each their own.