Never had this happen before
I'm not kidding. I'll start by saying that this is the most honest movie ever made. It's beautifully shot, with haunting music that completely unnerves you. I was blown away by the depressing message and even more so by the stunning imagery, which thankfully wasn't always metaphoric, simply meant to show the monotony of life. I realized that this movie, for me, was viewed at the very best time I could have watched and that was a blessing. As I started to tell a friend of it, I recalled he'd recently used the word depressed and spoke of "a friend's attempt." I deleted the e-mail and won't suggest this movie for a long time. It's the only film I've ever watched, that I feel needs a warning label. The complete loss of hope is something that has torn at me for three days, since viewing. I can't shake this film and I'm in love with it, because it confirms so much of what I fear about life. I'm no expert on Nietzsche, but I know enough to understand the inner workings of Tarr's vision. This movie isn't for everyone and I'd dare say, on the wrong day, it isn't for anyone. The patience it takes to see life before your eyes, not in a flash, but in the way it truly plays out, is masterful. I know some will find this boring, but I found myself going back and watching scenes over. The entire experience took me over 3 hours. Not necessarily the chosen way to view a film, but it moved me that much.
On a lighter note, I will never eat a potato again, without thoughts of this movie.