This movie has given me a great freedom... I can now watch any movie for the rest of my life, secure in the knowledge that it won't be the worst movie I've ever seen.
I don't know if this headache is from the pervasive lack of light in the film, the grainy definition, the intentionally wobbly camerawork, or the knowledge that I have wasted 42 minutes of my life.
I finally fast-forwarded looking for either sunlight, or a conclusion to the non-existent plot, and got neither.
I am somewhat happy that I learned from Ethan Hawke's prologue that neither of us knew what the shit was happening in this movie or why we wasted our time on it.