An intense experience, certainly, and a beautiful one, eerily crafted in greys and blacks and washed out whites that make the city seem like a dream, this film, directly and bluntly about disconnection, seems to posit that communication is central to understanding, to normality. As we watch the man remove himself (while still remaining in the crowd, as it were), by shutting down most communication, everything becomes more and more unreal, and the feeling that nothing is as it seems, that the world is vast and imposing, that there is a gap between all the souls around us becomes more and more palpable. Without connection, the man simply loses his anchors with reality.