**Possible Spoilers** I saw this in Austin two days ago, and I honestly have to say it was a waste of time. I'm not one to only like one genre, or not be able to open my mind to abstract vision, but this film has no answers to any questions brought up during the course of the razor thin narrative. The director assured us the film should be interpreted by the viewer, but how can one do this if there is little or nothing to interpret? Cyndi Williams certainly delivers a powerful performance, but it's hard to say for what. The story, very, very thin story, is about Williams' middle-aged housewife who suffers visions with her migraines and one day crashes her car which pushes her to fly out to NYC for no reason except to find the non-descript warehouse/loft room she sees in her migraine episodes.
The camera work is amateur and not worth noting. The music is well done, as is the sound design, bu to what purpose is still a mystery to me. I usually feel when a filmmaker does not give ANY concrete answers or motivations for character development or actions it is a cop out. This is no different. You walk away not feeling one bit of satisfaction for anything. You just keep wondering why you just wasted 100 minutes watching NOTHING happen and nothing resolve itself. Watch out.
The camera work is amateur and not worth noting. The music is well done, as is the sound design, bu to what purpose is still a mystery to me. I usually feel when a filmmaker does not give ANY concrete answers or motivations for character development or actions it is a cop out. This is no different. You walk away not feeling one bit of satisfaction for anything. You just keep wondering why you just wasted 100 minutes watching NOTHING happen and nothing resolve itself. Watch out.