I found it to be wild, and that’s precisely what makes it appealing. The movie felt fresh, kept me engaged from beginning to end, and I honestly can't recall a time I experienced so many moments of genuine unease—perhaps never. I will concede that the film doesn’t quite manage to come together in a unified way, but its unique character is undeniable, and I couldn’t resist experiencing it fully. How would you even categorize something like this? Perhaps artsy schlock fits the bill; yeah, I'd call it artsy schlock. This is my assessment after seeing it once, and there's a chance my opinion might change with subsequent viewings.

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