Snippets of memory flash across the screen like an introduction to a Gaspar Noé film, and we're soon brought to speed on Emi's picture-perfect life.
Then Emi meets the brooding Sari. The negative counterpart to her bubbling positivity. As expected, they become friends, sure enough as opposites attract. From here, it becomes a tumultuous dreamscape fantasy detailing the scattered events which make up their friendship. Within, a love affair with a vampire, jealous rage, ghostly lore, hints at incest, and lots and lots of stop motion sequences involving people either madly hopping around one another, or flailing wildy across grassy fields. It only continues to unravel into abstract madness, until you're left wondering how the hell you arrived at it's conclusion.
This isn't a review as much as it is an admission of complete bewilderment, but sometimes just spinning in place for 40 minutes is what entertainment calls for. I'm dizzy, but I like it.