I may consider myself as a fan of art house movies and regularly attend to movie festivals, such as Berlinale where i watched the premiere of this movie. This is the first movie that i left the theater before roll of credits. I don't understand why Mr.Diaz expose his audiences such a terrible experience by enforcing them to listen those dialog-songs in an endless fashion (every line repeated 3 times at least) singed by terrible voices and long (probably improvised) recitations. His works become worse as the duration of them shortens. I recommend this movie only for those extreme fans of him.