Welcome back to another Weekly Movie and TV Review!

The film we’re looking at this evening is none other than The Square.

An aptly titled movie, but still a strange one when taken at face value. The Square is a 4×4 enclosure where, if one has a problem, all they need to do is enter the box and receive an answer.

A splendid idea!

But human beings are too selfish and self-seeking for The Square to abide in reality.

Or maybe that’s just my pessimism poking its ugly head out again.

Anypoops, let’s be getting ittt!

Christian, the Chief Curator at the X-Royal Museum (or the Stockholm Palace) in Stockholm, Sweden, has a pet project titled The Square, created by Argentine artist and sociologist Lola Arias.

By definition, The Square is a sanctuary of trust and caring. Within its boundaries, we all share equal rights and obligations.

However, like many other humanitarian efforts, the exhibit is nice, but not novel.

So, in an effort to gain the public’s attention, Christian and his team enlist the help of two idiot social media marketing specialists.

Their goal is simple: go viral.

The two idiots cook up a scheme involving a blond beggar child being maimed within The Square to stir public interest.

And boy, do they succeed.

Questions for The Square

I have a few questions for The Square itself, so maybe if I stand inside long enough it’ll answer me.

Here we go:

If I’m obligated to help the person in the square simply because I happened to walk by, can I choose to avoid it intentionally?

Or am I obligated to help at least once in my life?

What if the needs of the person inside the box exceed what I can give?

Am I bound to fulfill their needs until I, too, need help?

Is it possible to pass the bill?

Is there a limit to how many times a person can enter the square daily?

Hourly?

Monthly?

Yearly?

How many squares are there in the world?

Or is that the only one in existence?

A part of me feels like any group of people with resources would eventually rise up and monopolize it, removing access from the very people who need it most.

So who will police the police?

Christian and Self-Sabotage

Anypoops, I believe some people subconsciously don’t like themselves.

They don’t feel they deserve good things, so they self-sabotage their way right out of the hard-won achievements they’ve managed to attain.

And that seems to be the case for our troubled protagonist.

Christian, I feel, is dead set on destroying his life.

I know this because I’ve had many moments where, after a lapse in judgment, I had the opportunity to reflect on my actions, and no explanation made more sense than self-sabotage.

My butt cheeks are still clenching from the level of cringe those memories inflict.

But I digress.

I looked into what it takes to work in the GLAM (Gallery, Library, Archive, and Museum) field, and to become a Chief Curator no less.

This absolutely has to be self-hatred.

After being robbed, Christian and his subordinate Michael decide to write a not-so-friendly letter to the people they suspect stole his belongings.

Yeah, you could say he succeeded in getting his phone and wallet back, but things could have easily gone much, much worse.

Side Note

My guy parties with his crew inside the museum after hours.

What if you break something?

And what did the monkey man add to the story, really?

Other than terrorizing the dinner guests, what was the point?

Anypoops, I give The Square 3 out of 5 rose petals.