Everything that takes place feels so deliberately orchestrated that the seeming meaninglessness of certain actions become charged with, er, "meaning."

This does not have the humanity and accessibility of The Death of Mr Lazarescu, but it certainly has a dark, lowering presence on the screen.

A murder movie languishing in a suicidal stupor. Save some strength to crawl out of the cinema.

It never once feels like a three hour long movie - it simply exists as an unnerving, and wholly lived in, moment in time.