Establishes an interesting parallel between cinephilia as an escape and political apathy. Yet renders any discussion sterile and infuriating by constantly indulging himself (the filmmaker) and condemning everyone around.
Also, most of the images here are just LITERAL illustrations of what is being said by the narrator - and not in a playful way. I just can't stand a film that takes itself and the world so seriously and yet feels the need to show the image of a leg everytime the narrator says the word leg.