The lobster of the title is the animal in which David will be kafkianally transformed if, within forty-five days, he will not find a partner. Yes, because when all the singles are transferred from the city to the hotel, they have a month and a half to fall in love, form a couple and return to be part of society. If they fail, they will be forced to face the rest of their lives as a dog, a donkey, a rabbit, a pony. Or a lobster.
The Lobster is a movie that can touch the strings of each spectator.
Personally I could compare it almost to a dream (one of those intense and paradoxical) a dream that initially makes you feel rejection feelings towards the different aspects narrated, just because they are part of all of us: some welcome, others repudiate them, others try to understand them rationally, but it is inevitable that the mechanism has set in motion and the film has now entered in each of us, starting to create a new semantic code.
At the end of the movie I had the feeling of having brought home an experience that was inevitably different from that of those who were with me in the hall but I think different from anyone else who has seen or will see it.
A really brilliant movie!
