A moving film about connection and the confines of one's memory/perspective. In terms of plotting, it's practically an anti-narrative hangout picture wherein nothing much happens. And as it progresses with each elongated moment, the film slowly becomes about the small and imperceptible signs, what’s left unsaid, and its emotional gut-punches are only revealed later. Like watching an old video to reminisce about something or that someone who is no longer with you on this earth. Understated, tactile cinema.