Every adult human being has proved, at least once in his life, the tormented agony of being in love and not corresponded. Obviously, what usually happens (and we wouldn't need a film to understand this) is sheer sufferance because we want he/she be our lover, girlfriend/boyfriend or, in other words, we want a relationship. But no correspondence means that this relationship is negated, rejected, refused, delayed --- and this is painful, of course, and leads to desperation, or to desperate actions to conquer her/him.
In this film, we see that this kind of ache can have a different form: yes we "have" her/him, yes she/he is with us, we have a relationship, we are together --- or at least so it looks. But, yet, we feel we do not really have her/him. She's with us, but absent; she makes love, but doesn't know our name. And then? Pain, again, and even worse, because we cannot know how to react. What would we like to do? Make love to her? Already do. Be with her? All the time. Love her? Be loved back? So she says. What we don't have her. We cannot do anything but to go crazy.
This is the theme of this film, quite well depicted.
In this film, we see that this kind of ache can have a different form: yes we "have" her/him, yes she/he is with us, we have a relationship, we are together --- or at least so it looks. But, yet, we feel we do not really have her/him. She's with us, but absent; she makes love, but doesn't know our name. And then? Pain, again, and even worse, because we cannot know how to react. What would we like to do? Make love to her? Already do. Be with her? All the time. Love her? Be loved back? So she says. What we don't have her. We cannot do anything but to go crazy.
This is the theme of this film, quite well depicted.