A state of coma, in a bathtub full of ice, the final scene evokes a unnerving sense of regret and helplessness. But not without the ironic string of statements about the relationship between mummy and son. Gliding through the furniture and objects that make up the bathroom, the camera establishes a immediate level of intimacy between us and the character (yet to appear). The bittersweet statements suggesting motherly love makes you more and more uneasy and the camera seems to closing up on the final subject in the bathroom.
Nothing gets more painful when it is immeasurable and sublime like this. It is fortunately on YouTube. Enjoy!
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