There's so much symbolism, I can't even fathom how a masterpiece like this could be constructed, so simply, so tightly...
When I saw Miles Teller in Whiplash as yet another "Andrew," I thought this was in the same universe: I was wrong. If Lars Von Trier, Andrei Tarkovsky, and Alejandro Jodorowsky could construct The Holy Mountain, Stalker, and Anti-Christ into 11 minutes, this is what that would be.
One can only draw comparisons to the Greek God Hermes and his plight delivering messages to and from Mount Olympus, and the conceptual implications of Camus' Sisyphus with Andrew's (and the plot's) repetitive, redundant, and haunting loop.
Miles Teller surpasses Daniel Day-Lewis' portrayal as Daniel Plainview in this short film as a flush cheeked, baby-fat slithering, stalker, and don't even get me started on the methodical, slow-moving pans and delicate lighting. If Lubezki could see this, he'd be forced to hang himself.
Truly, truly, a masterpiece. 10/10.
(Ok, but seriously, it's fine, it's cool seeing what Miles Teller was before he got big, but God damn, if this isn't the quintessential "film student" project I don't know what is, and this is coming from one, kinda. 2/10, story is clear, it is bearable to watch, nothing more)
