A slightly sad fantasy film called science but not at all scientific. It is full of childlike stop-motion dolls, autistic delusions, absurd fantasies in which the subconscious invades reality, and strange dreams. In fact, the role template is very routine: a soul who is not understood falls in love with a soul who understands him. The male protagonist has low self-esteem and is not good at communication. Subconsciously, he always feels that he will be rejected, and he can't distinguish between dreams and reality.
Almost the whole film uses stop-motion animation to switch back and forth between the dream subconscious and reality: curling up on a cot of discordant size, fantasizing about getting on a flannel boat with your loved one and slicing through the cellophane lake, riding and running The subliminal details of the grey horse puppet, holding the phone made of cotton, or the inability to steer the car made of cardboard with huge, clumsy hands feel both endearing and absurd.
Visually and subconsciously, the film is really fun to use, and I find it interesting. But to sum up, it's not really a happy movie. Probably because I think people like the male lead are really cute, pitiful and scary. What's more annoying is that I see a little bit of myself in both the male and female lead. It is also possible that as a design student, I admire and even envy the brains of the screenwriter and director from the bottom of my heart, hey...
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