{∅, {∅}, {∅, {∅}}} : Rage Against the Meat Grinder

Plot: A 25-year-old male student in Paris becomes indifferent to the world around him, and subsequently feels a strong sense of alienation and hopelessness.  His inner thoughts are narrated in the form of an unwritten diary by Ludmila Mikaël.

Good to hear from you Ibra. I don't know if this was a major release in France or not, though I doubt it.

But yes, it's hard to find films of this nature. Independent producers may give it a try, but how few and far between? As Raul would point out, it is simply bad for business.

I found myself drifting between quiet despair and stagnant peace when watching this film.

Watching this, I had that quickly fluctuating emotional mix I've come to know from my personal reactions to life-events: on the one hand, an almost "mystical" sense of quietude, routine and humility at the smallness of things; and another, the sense of a need to cry out, to scream. A blend of ectasy and repressed rage, sadness.

I certainly understand the main character's shutting-down and shutting-in. How do I feel about it, objectively-speaking?  I can't really say.