The film tells a life in a day. The passage of time is a close-up of clocks, watches, Louis' hair and clothes gradually soaked in sweat, and the cigarettes in the cigarette case.
Louis has always been inadvertently excluded from the family. They were always arguing, but the next second they were able to reconcile immediately, as if enjoying it. They knew each other, but they never understood the old house that Louis cared about, the sunrise at the airport... It's not that they can't escape, it's that they don't want to leave. "How old are you?", the mother didn't even remember how old her younger son was this year and asked him to take on the responsibility of supporting the family.
He came back to announce that he was going to die soon, but no one cared why he came back. Whether it was his mother or his brother, they just asked politely. Louis was ready to answer, and the topic immediately turned to other things.
Louie, like a headless bird flying out of a clock on the wall, rammed around at home, and finally fell to the ground, unable to cope with it any longer.
"Next time we come back we'll be better prepared", no.
Home is not a harbor, home is a sad place, home is just the end of the world.
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