nocturnalduck’s review published on Letterboxd:
perceiving the world by grafting what one already sees onto it. recognition of "understanding" as perpetuation, and aspiring to move beyond that into creation, but lacking the tools to do anything except endlessly mutate cultural logics and environmental incentives within individual ontologies. the only thing that creates new outputs is new inputs, and the only thing more tied to carnal and distilled desire than pleasure is the infinitely many ways one can narrativize it. one of those great masterworks that is impossible to completely understand, somewhat ironically superseding the limitations of analysis into the fast-moving, observe-and-react complexity of life. either run into the hard wall of the limitations of the human condition, or straddle the line and risk everything: it's your choice.