Portrait of the Artist

I don't think it is possible to die of boredom, but having seen this at the Berlin Berlinale 2015, I was beginning to change my mind. I guess it's supposed to be intellectual, but I didn't get it. No narrative, no engaging characters, no beauty. Null point! The cinema was full as is often the case at the Berlinale when the production team's own description is all that you have to guide you. That makes you regret sitting near the middle as escape means annoying your neighbours. Fortunately when even our neighbour who had arrived on crutches couldn't stand it any more and got up to hobble out, our route to freedom was open and we just avoided a possible early death.