
1. What does it look like to have a blurred time frame with present, past, future all intermingled together?
2. What do I make of the obsession with "rhododendrons" and Beethoven?
3. Is this one of the pieces that show "art for art's sake"? The kind of strangeness that serves no purpose? Why am I left cold despite its apparent aesthetic integrity?
4. Or is he saying he could've or should've done something else with his life?
5. How much does my lack of emotional engagement have to do with the fact that I had to read the subtitles?
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