The Transformers of Art movies.
Imagine you are very hungry and you get into a room with a table filled with everything foodwise you like.
The table is the setting, the food is the elements of the film. All good looking and delicious and beautiful to behold.
Enters the cook (director/architect) and opens your mouth and starts shoving all of that food into your mouth. But he does so chaotically, almost at random, with no respect for the tastebuds or for his own expertise, untill you reach a point you feel disgust and anger and everything you love becomes vomiting inducing.
That is this film...