# review of on museum hours 2012 bruegel and the hallucinations of the real the meta-architecture of painkiller (pc) and the horribly oversized / kafkaesque flak towers the guard's 'embeddedness' vs the woman's more problematic 'roleplayingness' the biting foggy cold; being (in a coma); slow feelings of deadness and solipsistic unreality - a (dark mirror) art of partially formed objects rather than some kind of nonsense 'slow burning meditation on the nature of art friendship and architecture' this movie is disturbingly sobering in its depiction of time as the movement of inexplicable sorrow - a street of crocodiles where the chance encounter of a sewing machine and an umbrella on an infinitely dusty operating table points forever indirectly to the impossible-to-understand language and absurdity of meaning and existence // republic of bob