Visually, the film resists polish in favor of authenticity. Long takes, abrupt cuts, and lingering close-ups draw attention not only to what is said, but also to what remains unsaid. Light and shadow are used not as decoration, but as language. Every scene, whether set in a crowded street or a quiet room, seems to echo with unspoken tension.

Sound plays an equally crucial role. Silence is not absence—it is weight. Dialogue, when it appears, feels raw and unfiltered, often overlapping with the environment: the rustle of leaves, the hum of electricity, the whisper of a forgotten memory. Music, if present at all, emerges not as background but as confrontation, heightening rather than softening the emotional landscape.