The Windmill Movie The Windmill Movie has a disproportionate relationship between the two hours watching it and the mind's grappling to make sense of it thereafter. While watching, it is fragmented, grating in the precipitous drops from moments of beauty and clarity to a dull, annoying grasping at coherence. But following those two hours the mind is left with a sense of irresolution, of an assortment of moments that made a wholly unsuccessful attempt at a story. So the mind churns and churns, and The Windmill Movie sneaks into the consciousness days later, when following one's own precipitous drop from a moment of beauty, it asserts itself. This time, however, it is no longer a movie, but a view of life as beautiful and halting, as a question with no answer.

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