When your workplace means nothing to you, but demands most of your time for little pay, what space is there for meaning in your life?
This vignette of an erosion of personal identity by the endless machine is one of the best representations of loneliness I’ve ever seen.
All of the pieces to the “puzzle” that solves Aurora's loneliness seem to be there, but somehow they just never fit together. In many other films on the matter (certainly less grounded…