Reseñas (1)
We are in the Netherlands. The Dutch flag: red, blue, and white. The author does not forget to remind us of this in the opening captions. We are in an apartment. We descend from the upper floor down the stairs with a red carpet and enter a room. It is dominated by white and blue. Adjacent to it is a bathroom, where red prevails over white. There are two people in the room, deathly white. Is it because they are forced to internalize the surrounding environment? Or is it a passive environment that they themselves imprint with their deadened core? The empty core of a bourgeois, under whose serious façade there remains only one living thing - primitive sexual desire, which occasionally bursts into consciousness with frenetic speed. The desire for sensual crimson = red? It is necessary to leave again, to return back from where we came, "up," away from the "low."
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