It is highly formal but not without content. Quirky, light-hearted humor Lifting weights lightly, there is a sense of rhythm similar to a minor key. Minimalist, minimal, clean set, but extremely refined, but if you look closely, you change the idea that, at first glance, all the furnishings are placed precisely in the composition. They were not placed there, but they were "nailed" there, suffocating...
There are very few lines, movements, events, music, actors, camera movement, editing, and color. Calming colors like gray, earthy, green, and white definitely do not arouse any passion or emotion. Condensation is like a crystal with almost no impurities. Only its purity and multi-facetedness can reflect the social scene. Highly flat—flat lies in the organization, viewpoint, stage presentation, and structure of the story; de-historical, the influence of absurdism, black humor, and existentialism can be seen. Its slightly sloping panoramic composition is actually a kind of concealment, a kind of concealment that conceals the inner structure by reproducing the depth of three-dimensional space.
Even better than Wes Anderson. Anderson's flat is just aesthetic taste; its flat is politicized and de-historical. Children perform and recite poems on stage, but they are constantly questioned by the teacher. This is the whole piece of poetry: it is difficult for people to express, communicate, and connect. Everything is a process. Everything is just a process. There is a precision (set, composition, performance, rhythm), but a precision meant to be boring.
History and war are too heavy, and it is too heavy to refer to symbols and metaphors, even just as vague signifiers. Life, death, art, sexuality, language, culture, love, history, religion, marriage, political institutions, jobs, money, and health are all stripped away from functioning, and human existence reverts to the realm of biology. weak narrative, because there is no history. No emotion, because there is no love. Surreal because there is no way out.
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