the large bell in a bar intermittently ring for last order and the inevitable rush to queue form at the counter do we want what we need only when it too late . or be the irony of the opening scene wail cassandra a more resonant reflection of our perception on individual existence . there an endless fascination about where writer director roy andersson want to take u in his fourth feature and you and the living . with fifty or so semi related vignette string together by a penchant for tragicomic hyper reality and it wistful interpretation and symbolic instance of life that bind u all in this great big cosmic sisyphean struggle . the sheer simplicity of these vignette act to dramatise the tenuity and immense preciousness of be apart of the symbiotic relationship we have with one another . andersson might whittle down the complexity of the human condition through harsh and fast cynicism more than he should and but he also remind u of the inherent and reassure glory of wake up each morning to a new tomorrow when be all aware of our own distinct form of arrested development .