This must be an "art film." It may be acceptable on the festival circuit to watch two guys wander around lost, and largely silent, in a beautiful desert for nearly two hours, but not in my living room thank you. When the camera begins a 360-degree pan and doesn't even pause as it passes the protagonists, I presume we are supposed to think about the insignificance of human life against the backdrop of mountains and sand. I admit I did think about that -- the first time. By the third time, my thought was, "Have they lost their minds?" If the thematic message here is that two intelligent members of the current twenty-something generation cannot engage in genuine, self-revelatory communication even when confronted with nearly certain death, then I guess I got the point, though one could hardly call it a surprise. I was reminded of that cinema chestnut, "This movie had a surprise ending: just when you thought it would NEVER end, it did."
