Absolutely incredible.

A fantastic artwork, almost reaching the mastery of Tarkovsky - one of the purest expressions in film of decay, the banality and harshness of life, and its rugged, doomed persistence.

In this film, a father and daughter watch their lives slowly crumble around them. There's no escape from the encroaching darkness. Before it threatens to envelope them completely, they attempt to motivate their horse, which is growing more and more withdrawn.

There are so many metaphors here. Tarr explores the subject matter of his expertise - the confounding damnation of existence - to its extreme. He should do, because he purposely makes it as his very last film ever, and even makes another film about how it's his last film.

Upon watching, the audience must take into respect not only that, but an uncomfortable reality: we all have to die. This is a mature film about it. You are not distracted by rebirth. Even religion is pointless. You will experience horrible things, you will die, and this is how you do it - gracefully.