Swartacus’s review published on Letterboxd:
Life is disappearing polaroids.
People don’t change, they are slowly forged by their environment.
Time is a glacier... forming, molding, shaping, carving ...
Batty is the Id - chasing time, relentless feral motion, a slave unchained.
Deckard is the Super Ego - ever tracking, ever presiding, forecasting fate.
On a mad island of misfit toys, resides
an armored suit of fractured nostalgia.
Can you crack its metallic chest cavity?
I’m still trying.