This film bravely wrestles with the quandaries of temporality, showcasing a young girl's improbable journey through time. Her voyage, a passage through the Stygian void of a wormhole, culminates in her emergence as a fully realized woman, a chrysalis transformed into a butterfly, all while her younger self lay dormant, a vessel sailing on unseen seas. Her autopilot is not merely a state of being, it is the essence of human potential unfurled without the burden of the conscious mind's strictures, not unlike the unfurling scroll of illuminated text in a medieval codex, a revelation laid bare by time.

This isn't a film obsessed with empty trophies but with a visceral humanism that dares to value lived experience and emotional truths, a powerful demonstration of pure intention, similar to the forthrightness of a folk ballad.