The way a daughter experiences the love of her mother will forever color the lens through which she gives and receives love of all kinds. Don't pass on the damage. So afraid of rejection that I reject the other person first.
4.5 love it, even though the line between fiction and reality is supposedly clear particularly after 2nd viewing (obviously, the execution, the writer, the attempted suffocation by pillow scene are all imaginary) , there are still lots of postmodern smoke and mirrors and humors left (what the heck with all the bleeps, what does alien abduction mean, and at the very end, is Petrov just returning home ALONE? and his house becomes a dollhouse! Has he always been alone and the entire film is his comic work?). Now the cliched praise: dashing camera, surreal transition, 3-act structure each in its own shooting style and lighting invoking distinct emotions and motifs undercutting one another.