movie review - Drifting Home
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Now I'm not dumb but I can't understand how this story played like fantasy but we're expected to believe that it's real. I mean, the kids at a minimum spent a shared hallucination over at least one night in an abandoned residential block. It's possible that a lot was lost in translation here but then I'm not sure what they were getting at with the inevitable sinking of the building when it sets sail in a world flooded with water and studded with other buildings.
I simply didn't get it. And I live in Japan and partially comprehend the language.
Not recommended.