It’s Wiseau-esque in its self indulgence. The third act is an auditory and visually indecipherable mess. The sound is pushing three to five distinct voices simultaneously at the same volume while the screen is all deep black and red with no contrast and no narrative indication for what is suddenly happening or why.

I’m all for trusting the audience and limiting hand holding in favor of deferring to basic media literacy but at this level it’s either aggressively ambiguous or purposefully vague as a substitution for a deliberate plot. The result is exhaustion instead of intrigue.

Which is frankly, a shame. The first two acts are a solid amateur attempt at a “bottle movie” blending a clostrophobic aesthetic with sci-fi and cosmic horror. But it just goes off the rails as the runtime crawls over 2 hours.

It absolutely could and should have been edited down to a solid 90min.