A mountain villager in Bhutan embarks upon a trip to New York where a friend assures him he can pick apples and earn in half a day what he is earning a month as a government official, but on his way, he meets a rice paper maker and his daughter, an apple seller, a drunk, and a jovial monk, and it is the monk who tells him an epic story within a story - a mythological Bhutanese The Postman Always Rings Twice - that eventually has the man reconsidering the beautiful impermanence of things, like his trip, like his notion of a dreamland, and like this wonderful refreshing breeze of a drama you'll wish never had to end.
★★★★★
CINECAL: ONE SENTENCE REVIEWS
