This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
[Interlude: Morgan Freeman]
A regular citizen who reports seeing a crime isn't a "snitch" or a "rat," the criminals were just sloppy
Snitches and rats are not the same thing, let me break it down to make sure y'all see what I mean
A "snitch" is someone minding other folks' business
To find information they can sell for a price or trade for some other form of compensation
A "rat" is a traitor, a conceiver, planner, or physical participator
When I first watched Synecdoche, New York, I was deceived into thinking that the film had a larger purpose by its otherworldly cinematic scale, I’d convinced myself at the time that I was simply too uninformed to fully comprehend what the film was saying. I have since come to the realisation that Kaufman’s filmography is nothing more than an arbitrary glimpse into his miserably uninteresting perspective on life and death. Nothing could re-affirm this more than suffering through I’m Thinking of Ending Things, a film that feels as if It’s crying out for enough substance to justify its existence.