When pixels become infinite, and are put to infinity, things will go into chaos. Few people can characterize the event itself and its essence. Even the woman and man who are most inseparable from the time (and the man who was "killed"), the confused male protagonist can no longer find a way to enlarge and explore. Meaning, the crumbling shards of the line between reality and fantasy shook his world violently. For all kinds of people, the meaning and value of things can change at any time - that guitar handle, one second people want to die for it, the next second it is thrown on the street like garbage. The guitar handles, the trees and grass in the park, and the "killed man" can't speak, but the countless mouths of the public are gushing out, and the meaning of countless things evaporates and disappears here. Why are women in such a hurry? Why did she look uneasy in the direction of the grass? Did someone get killed? If the answer to these questions is "unknown," then the elements that make up the film's indifference may come to light. What supports this world of nothingness, and what makes those young people happily play tennis that does not exist? It may be absurd, it may be turning a blind eye. The male protagonist finally picked up the ball and threw it back to the tennis court. The momentary sense of boundless nothingness replaced the sense of absurdity, as if he himself was not standing here at all.
Full of absurdity, daigo-style negativity. At least that's my feeling. Whether the theme is biased towards negativity remains to be seen.
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