What Time Is It There?

What Time Is It There? ★★★★½

Loneliness as an all-consuming omnipresent being. The acts of communicating feelings and forging meaningful relationships are akin to ghostowns. Actions are eccentric, words are deficient. Loss - be it a death, or someone's temporary departure to another land - is coped through silence and obsessive tendencies. Whether an impossible quest to change the collective time of a city, or in the search of a reincarnated soul in any living being, estrangement borders on insanity in this friendless realm; all of it concluding in the most perplexing ending I have seen. The perennially lonesome Taipei of Tsai Ming-liang has never been lonelier.

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