Artsy fartsy at it worst

Rating: 1/10 (27 April 2016)

So we get a different perspective on relationships after having watched this film? No. Or perps we get a look into deep human to human alienation that governs the brutal world of partner selection out there? No. Do we get anything. Yes. Our money back, maybe.
The best part of this film was the ending, when it finally ended. And thats the spoiler right there for you all: this film does end.
This film was a waste of waste. It did not have a stupid ending, but rather, a stupid beginning. And a middle. Every second of this film was stupid. It asked the stupidly misplaced and stupid question of "what if the couple-binding norms of western society were to be completely strict and to the letter". And answered that stupid question in the most stupidest western society way as possible. All fancy and artsy and all.
So there, I refuse to gain some perspective, examine this work of mystery in terms of the symbols it so pretentiously shoves at my face, I refuse to think that this piece of stupid fish is trying to shed this or that light on this or that whatever something or another, I also refuse to get affected by the beauty and drama contained in this film. Too pretentious for any of those merits.
The sequel will be named "the lobster and the lobsterer" I suppose.