What starts out as a metered and interesting contemplation of daguerrotypy quickly becomes a ponderous ghost story (daguerreotypy, just an analogy for memory, is never mentioned again) and it is a ghost story difficult to care about given all the characters are fairytale simpletons, the pace is catatonic, and the choices the characters start making about halfway through are so unlikely, so stripped of sense that the entire exercise becomes a completely untethered fantasy.
★★☆☆☆
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