When thoughts rush out and spring new tributary-thoughts with them that ultimately generate a thousand more streams can be frustrating. Sometimes it seems like things are turning out to resemble a Godard traffic scene in the middle of nowhere where the road is narrow, and there's simply no way for you to turn back and the truck in front of you is carrying livestock, and you're top is down and broken, so there's no way of blocking the stench, and the humidity is making it all worse...
You're watching this whole thing as if in a dream sequence, and you have no idea what is going on and where this scene is going to lead to, and there's no way of finding out because the dialogue is unclear. Everyone is talking at the same time, and even the subtitles aren't helping. The scene goes on for days, ages, until you feel so sick, you don't even get to see how it all comes together in the end - if it does.
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