The film builds itself as a noir narrative heavy with doubt, shadows, and suspicion making everything feel larger than it is. Parody slips in quietly. Beneath the metaphors and hard-boiled dialogue lies an absurd truth: it’s all about a missing office remote. Every line, every “pressure” and “control,” is just wordplay masking something trivial. At its core, the film is a satirical portrait of paranoia, control, and inflated self-importance—where nothing means much, yet everything feels fatal.
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