Not as intelligent as it thinks it is, not as narratively complex as it wants to be and definitely not as deep as it tries to become. The characters aren’t particularly well-written; they all feel contrived and their motivations are expressed through simple exposition, which is corny in certain scenes and always feels unnecessary. The script does not have the depth that it aspires to have and ends up feeling fake deep. It is visually slick though.
Burning incense. Intense rain. Frogs hopping around. Lizards crawling into vases. An ant lifting a sugar cube. Clair de Lune playing. Applying lipstick. It’s the kind of film that appreciates the tiniest moments in life. An alluring sensory experience with a story marked by simplicity at the center that works harmoniously with the poetic language of the film.