It just didn't work for me. I don't understand what was supposed to be wrong with this guy. I suffer from depression and anxiety, but I still love family members and friends. I still see them as special and unique. I just have a hard time being able to enjoy the journey of life with them. It's too hard, exhausting, and it just doesn't make me happy. I guess something's wrong with my brain. I've made myself keep going, so I won't hurt those I love, but I really don't like living. But anyway, I couldn't relate to this guy, because he couldn't appreciate all the unique complexities of other human beings. He doesn't even seem to be able to love his son. Why? I've read what other people say this film is about, but I'm still confused. Depression and anxiety don't mean you don't love people, so was he also a narcissist or a bit of a sociopath? Anyway, it was a slow film. Sure it's artistic. What was the point or meaning? I'm lost. Glad some people like it though, so maybe you will.