The dryness is total. The sense of bewilderment is devastating. The purity of the violence is obscene. The truth of the silences is a hurricane. The drift toward suicide morbidly sought. The nihilism of the film is "aggregating." The destruction is objective and inevitable.
The void consumes the bodies, including ours. Madness is the norm. Every frame is icy. Epic gangsterism, cold. Greek tragedy with almond eyes, cold. Millennial cyberpunk in a desert firing in all directions, paced by Satie's music revisited "à la Kitanesque."
Relentless metropolitan labyrinth, the ferocity of eternity. The windmills, the ocean, the rarefaction of nothingness swept away by an insensitive wind. The oscillation of the nonexistent difference between good and evil creates that atmosphere of aseptic compassion where discomfort is permanent.
We are no longer accustomed to death.
"TUTTI PAZZI"...
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