Harun Farocki meets Thomas Pynchon?
A sustained Darwinian nightmare.
Like all of Yufit's films; a satirical, tragic, and surreal look at the ways we either succumb to, or attempt to transcend our biological reality.
Here, our protagonist's disenchantment with her father's tales is representative of the modern world's own disenchantment with myth and metaphysics in the name of biological, scientific reductionism. Yufit's art comes as the natural conclusion to this reductionism.
I'm Thinking of Ending Things is a fractal experience. Each idea introduced is refracted throughout the film; approached from a different angle each time it appears.
The film is only as linear as the arrow of time dictates it must be. If rearranged, one can imagine the film producing a whole new set of thematic associations.
Without a solid narrative to cling onto, we are forced to find footing in themes rather than plot points. It's cinematic jazz, and those…