My English teacher once wrote of me that I tended towards ellipsis. This is also a criticsm that can be levelled against this film. As if fearing that's it's message and it's premise was too slight to justify feature length treatment without being refracted through dreamlike layers of abstraction. Within it's austere mis en scene it probably has enough to say about society, capitalism and the stuggle just to get through each day never mind make it big without resorting to the slightly groan inducing ending. The dreamlike miasma of social alienation and mental instability was probably enough, it certainly got us talking about what it meant, what was trying to be said and conveyed, trying to fill in the gaps of what wasn't being said. Probably also the first film I've seen in quite some time t hat featured balance sheets quite so much, including as a form of flirtation...it almost made accountancy sexy.