What to make of this long, drawn-out, mysterious whilst at the same time enticing affair.
I must say it kept me gripped to the seat simply due to it's utter unexpectedness. Every frame was a new experiment - at times whole five year patches passed by in less than one minute of the movie's actual tempo.
It would be foolish to dampen the achievement we have here. Seymour Hoffman is clearly one of the best actors alive the way he pulled this one out.
It does, however, drag toward the end, and proves to be a tad on the depressive side throughout.
WHAT doth the movie fanatics feel? Idol? clocker?