Cult Review
Senior Film Conservator

Honestly? Maybe. If you like movies where people just sit around and look miserable in nicely lit rooms, you’ll probably dig it. If you need a plot that actually goes somewhere or characters who make rational decisions, you should definitely skip this and watch Hamlet instead. It’s not for the impatient, and it’s certainly not for anyone who hates a slow burn.
The whole thing feels like it was shot through a slightly dusty lens. There’s this one scene where the lead character is just staring at a half-eaten sandwich for an eternity, and I swear, I started getting hungry myself. It’s that kind of movie.
There’s a moment about halfway through where someone drops a glass. They don't pick it up for a long time. It just stays there, shattered on the floor, while they keep talking about their day. It felt so weirdly honest, you know? Most movies would have someone scramble to clean it up to keep the momentum moving, but here, it just stays as a mess.
The pacing is all over the place. Sometimes it sprints, other times it crawls at a pace that made me check my phone twice. It reminded me a bit of the aimless energy in Happy Days, but way more depressing and with fewer jokes.
It’s not a masterpiece, but it’s sticky. You’ll walk away thinking about those tiny, awkward silences more than the actual lines of dialogue. It’s like Only Yesterday if you took away the nostalgia and replaced it with a heavy dose of mid-life confusion. 🥪
I’m still not sure if the director meant for the ending to feel so abrupt, or if they just ran out of film. It just stops. No big realization, no cathartic hug. Just a cut to black. I kind of respect that, even if it left me feeling a bit annoyed. It’s an imperfect, slightly messy little thing that just exists. And maybe that's enough.