The Builder

A plodding often-times unrelated sequence of images supposedly attempting to capture the depressed state of an individual but mostly a visualization of minutiae whether it be chipping away at wooden beams, making coffee, brushing one's teeth, washing dishes, or muttering some sort of unintelligible conversation over a beer or on a cell phone. The viewer is somehow expected to connect the dots from building a house in upstate New York to suddenly taking a train to Richmond, VA to be a dishwasher. Not any kind of cogent approach to storytelling cinematically or otherwise.

A plodding often-times unrelated sequence of images supposedly attempting to capture the depressed state of an individual but mostly a visualization of minutiae whether it be chipping away at wooden beams, making coffee, brushing one's teeth, washing dishes, or muttering some sort of unintelligible conversation over a beer or on a cell phone. The viewer is somehow expected to connect the dots from building a house in upstate New York to suddenly taking a train to Richmond, VA to be a dishwasher. Not any kind of cogent approach to storytelling cinematically or otherwise.