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❝ The final cry encapsulates the momentary bewilderment of the soul when one begins to sense the spurts of real life.
❝ Cinema, the old cinema is dead, and this film is the funeral march in its honor: as static as it is intriguing, as tedious as it is dispiriting.
❝ Tsai Ming Liang manages to create cinema with nothingness. Beauty with emptiness.
❝ As we reach the end of the film, we can do nothing but sink into the most astonished and somber silence, just as Tsai Ming-Liang himself suggests, without any compromise with the terrifying finale, bordering on metacinema.
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