Charlie Kaufman is probably thinking of something in I’m Thinking of Ending Things. It’s not your fault if you can’t figure out what it is.
Picture this: a renowned filmmaker famous for making confusing films releases their newest work. And upon watching, you expectedly don’t know what the hell is going on. Should the work of understanding and the blame of misunderstanding fall upon the viewer, who may lack necessary context of what they are watching? Or would the finger …