One of the most boring art films I've ever seen, surreal style, excellent photography, editing and scene scheduling. In the monologue and narrative of the male protagonist, the so-called past and present images are seamlessly broadcast back and forth, the scenes and dialogues deliberately erase the order of time and space, split the logic of time and space, and highlight the void of memory and reality. Is memory a disappeared existence? Is reality real? In the complex and maze-like baroque-style hotel, there are many high-class men and women who stay in the hotel for vacation, all dressed in fancy clothes and have a noble and elegant temperament. They come and go in the hotel to watch plays, listen to concerts, games, gambling , Gossip, it seems to be very lively, but it is the human flesh background board set up by the director for the male protagonist. They seem to be hypnotized, in a collective unconscious state, either sluggish, or suddenly aphasia, or static, or enthusiastic conversation... ...In such a real-worldly scene, the male protagonist always meets the female protagonist at the right time, so he talks to the female protagonist repeatedly about the love story that happened between them last year. Wandering and monologue in the labyrinth-like hotel, in the monologue, it seems that he is looking for the memory of his love with the heroine. The heroine is successfully bewitched by him. It seems that the movie confirms one sentence: a lie does not need to be told a thousand times, it will change When things come true, memories and memories are the past and present of the void, not the reality and existence of the past.
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