I really tried to see from the perspective of this movie being deeply thought-provoking, dark but poetic- but I, unfortunately, could not.
This is the only movie that has ever made me physically vomit out of anxiety and I am not an anxious person. All the violence, insanity and chaos envelopes you at once and it makes you feel like you can't breath. Even more disturbing, it doesn't end. There is no happy ending. It implies that all of the lawlessness, all of the disarray, will simply restart. All in a moment, Hell was exhibited on screen. I can only imagine that that is what Hell is like, which is deathly convicting.
I tell you that my heart has never been more deeply disturbed by cinema- if there was a negative star rating, I would have selected that, but perhaps that was the entire goal of the movie- to sicken the viewers.
I feel that the writer was deeply disturbed to have created this monstrosity of a film.
I'm sure there is a deeper meaning to it, but I am not the person to seek it out.