This is the kind of movie that you might dream about making when you're eight or nine and have figured out that movies don't just happen, but they're made. Before you have any kind of regard or understanding of act structure or traditional storytelling. It’s a radical descent through stratum after stratum of artificiality that consistently left me wondering at every turn whether what I was seeing was real. Is it real to the characters or are these young fabulists taking me on constant detours through their own subjective experiences and imaginations?