A film about oppressed people, being that a result of their psychotic reality, or the nature of everyday life, the psychological instability experienced, through a twisted and shallow understanding of problematic solutions. The point is that all characters are beyond a sample of what might be society's "normal standards". However the truth lays in the fact that being bald to admit – each person in modern social structures manifests some pathological symptoms concerning the functional pathways of an individual mindset. But the ability to control situations is what makes people to continue and find a meaning on their actions. In few words characters such as those portrayed in the film are a glance within the sick or unpleasant human we hide - first - from our self. A world dismantled of dignity which might - as well - be an interesting case study, but it's not. This project fails to allow the audience to become a part of a play that portrays the apoptotic results of an alienated routine towards survival. What actually happens here is that the picture is watched from outside, and from there it's also easily forgotten. What remains in the end is a repetition of meaningless foul language most proper for an alternative soap opera. There is a statement there, surely and a strong one too, but the most disappointing outcome is that the audience tends to think on the basis of the film happening in the present in front of their eyes thus wrongly identifying the right in an unbearably fuzzy and disturbing point of view towards one's actions. At least the director and the actors depicted a grim reality – I hope that bleakness becomes symbolic.
