“Reality burst open. “Give me some proof of God! “Longing and denial. Trust and distrust. I don’t know if love is proof of God’s existence, or if love is God himself. “For you, love and God are the same. “That thought helps me in my emptiness and my dirty despair. Suddenly the emptiness turns into abundance, and despair into life.
Is this a mockery of omakase? Too crafty, like Triangle of Sadness. Men’s folly, in this film and is this film. I think the cat-fight scene should placed before, not in the end, make it feel too planted.