was L'avventura, a masterwork by Antonioni. i am still thinking about it. very bleak – very empty people. and not a linear work, which is probably why people back in 1960 freaked out over it. you never find out what happened to anna (no, i am not giving anything away bu telling anyone that), and you never really grasp whether any of these people have any raison d'etre. they are intensely shallow, and that is intentional.

amazing.