I often get the criticism of not watching enough Latvian films, so whenever I give a chance to one, to lessen my anti-patriotic vibe, “my day is ruined and my disappointment is unmeasurable.”
The film does manage to get across the message of the meaninglessness of war far better than “Blizzard of Souls”, while having mostly good pacing and clever details.
The actors are fitting, but often anaemic.
Just purely dumb editing and screenwriting.
A poorly realised setting.
Awkward tonal shifts.
And the “fantastic” idea to make almost every shot a Dutch angle, leads to compositionally horrible scenes, but does breath new life into the film, except the breath smells like a recently ingested fucking pastarami sandwich.