In trying to be artsy and cryptic the unqualified filmmakers end up with a bland, boring, blank of a movie where you understand nothing of why anyone is doing anything. You understand no one's heart, fears, interests, motivations, goals. The characters speak in bland monosyllabic utterances intended to be clever, but they're just vapid and precious, embarrassingly so. You don't give a darn about any of them. They aren't invisible - they're absent. Pretentious filmmaking by those unqualified to be pretentious. Circular film ends up where it started, emphasizing the time you've wasted watching it.