Circus Maximus

A total lack of plastic culture. A formless music made only for a lame effect. A film about nothing, with nothing to say. I had the feeling that I was watching a student film made with the money of millionaire father, who comes from the country of kitsch. The abundance of signs and frames, even if some of them look baroque, makes the film like a cake with all the ingredients of an unsalted soup.

The character does not play. It just shows that it exists, behaving like in real life, simple and embarrassing. Basically, a very long music video, hard to watch and after which you miss Soul II Soul.

Si deep; no way.