A grating example of how modern filmmaking has utterly lost the ability to tell a story. They've got the budget. The actors. The locations. The camerawork. The sound. And after nearly two hours, there is no coherent sense of storytelling in any direction, emphasized all the more by that relentless, anachronistic musical score... We can only pray the 'slice of life' era of filmmaking will end soon. I'm exhausted from so-called auteurs forcing audiences to do the work they themselves haven't done.