If you are suicidal, or you were at some point of your life.
If you are fascinated with the everlasting melancholic touch on Adrian Brody's sculptured face.
If you read Edgar Allan Poe and love it.
If you listen to Bob Dylan and have a non-mainstream strong favor towards his My Back Pages.
If you once loved someone but pushed him/her away because you did not love yourself enough.
If you can feel the gravity dragging and crushing you, and yet you grow well-trained to ignore that, or not.
If you have an unknown traumatic childhood and hidden darkness within the corner of your youth.
If you find life and love confusingly intricate and wonder how everyone else manages to live so peacefully without discussing it.
THEN, this movie is going to hit you really hard.
People drift apart from each other and fall apart within.
Occasionally they complained about the "institution" but end up infusing into the setting, making the distortion more oppressive and firm. Everyone has mastered Anna Karenina's opening line and chooses to practice the ending sentence of fairy tales.
At the end of the day, maybe you are the paranoid crazy one and they are normal. You feel the urge to fit in and that's when you become gregarious again. The price you paid is the chronic pain of DETACHMENT.
Fortunately, or unfortunately, no one will see your struggle.
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