eli smith

I highly recommend skipping this movie. Nothing happens, no critical thoughts are presented (unless you count the three faux-philosophical statements splashed across the screen which all clash with one another with no real purpose either), and although Noe is trying very hard, no genre is being pushed. You could just as well hold a minor chord on your keyboard for an hour and a half and have the same experience. All that aside, there are some riveting moments in dance (Birdseye dance circle, Selva's solo freak out, any and all of the Flexing going on), which I would recommend finding snippets of. But truly don't waste your time. If a film is plot-less it needs direction and intent to give a sense of realization. Sadly this just exists.