Adults will never believe us. What a seemingly simple and at the same time capacious allegorical image - rust. The rust that corrodes the metal structures in the landfill, which in children's imagination are presented as a castle ("It's just iron," Carmine said indifferently); and also covers the hearts and souls of the inhabitants of the God-forgotten high-rises. Rust in oneself and in others, with which each by his own means struggles. But is he winning this fight?
The authors show the three main characters in two time planes. Firstly, a retrospective of several days of their childhood, when they, perhaps, for the first time had to face the real “rust” of others (against which the disassembly of neighboring children’s groups in the debut of the picture seems not to be a game of “handkerchiefs”), they will have to meet with the adult world in the literal sense not for life, but for death. Second, one day of their own adult life, showing how the aforementioned events affected their fate. And all three seem stuck somewhere between childhood and adulthood: they have ceased to be children, but have never been able to become adequate adults.
One, having taken on himself not a childish sin, continues to justify himself by this, living in debt and constantly running into trouble. The second is clumsily trying to teach his son to defeat the black dragon, which his own father did not teach him at the time (“When will you finally grow up?”). The third – childishly stubbornly and not caring about the consequences continues to protect the offended, entering into direct conflict with their colleagues, while remaining childishly insecure (“Adults will never believe us”).
If I were asked to describe this film in one word, I would say “blurring.” At first, he exhausts the slow flow of the narrative, events, incomprehensibly related to each other. And closer to the finale, when the conflicts are heated up as much as possible and all dots on the “and” in the plot are placed, it exhausts the soul with empathy for the main characters. Well, I would like to note separately the creators of the soundtrack and sound designers: there is a real feeling that the music for the picture is performed on some rusty hardware. The result was a strong atmospheric film, which is unlikely to leave anyone watching the film indifferent to the end.