In the middle of the film I kind of forgot that it opens in with crazy dreamy imagery. It wasn’t until it started to return to its more obvious dreaminess that the whole thing began to click with me. I still don’t think I fully got it… something about art and truth and a mid-life crisis. Doesn’t matter. It’s beautiful to look at and by the end you want to watch it again, knowing where it’s heading. I’m surprised I liked this as much as I did.