Arrival ★★★★★

No beginning or end, no perception of time, just the eventual arrival of events. The language is non-verbal -- it's drawn -- like a weapon in a conflict. A sentence constructed by having two points opposite each other converging to meet in the middle, like a palindrome, like the movie itself. The music completely penetrates our entire being, Max Richter's composition fits the overall gloomy atmosphere and the climactic flood of unarriving memories shown in glimpses, montage of a melancholic revelation like a glove. Mommy and daddy talk to animals; christ, I am beyond fucked up, utterly destroyed, can't even walk straight, no, please, I don't want to think about it anymore.

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