It is a film of a single actor, that in a depressive and depressing spiral, develops a series of existencialists monologues, alternating with images of the mountain where it is located. An exercise in cinema, with some redeemable things, but basically very boring. I cannot say anything about Houellebecq. He does it well, but it's never clear if he's acting. If he wanted to convey a visually unpleasant person, he succeeded. The screenplay is more than brief. Basically, philosophical ramblings bathed in gloom. Some very interesting, some more acidic, some more funny, but with little cohesion. If they had made a short 20 minutes long, only of the spoken part, perhaps the result would have been better. As for aesthetics, many still shots of nature with low image quality, raw photography. As an experience, it was worth it. But for the sake of truth, it is a movie hard to endure. Only for braves wanting to experience.
