Had my heart from the opening dedication to Setsuko Hara, and even ties things up with a "Isn't life disappointing?" There's quite a bit of life in Hermia & Helena, so much it did manage to disappoint me beyond a certain point (probably after Gregg's film dream). Dead end meandering, kind of the point, but did not work for me. But hot damn, this was one of my favorite films of the year up to then. It had such an effervescent sense of formal play with space, blocking, and interiority capable of making any scene feel surprising and vital. Gorgeous layered dissolves across time and space. Other layerings of fiction and drama, past and present, art and life, translation, and character transference.