It's only a short film. And it has music, contrary to a commentator. A strange music, typical for this genre. It does not have a dialogue indeed, only now and then we hear a voice that communicates something in an unknown language. And no women! No woman, no cry! Only men, all the heads shaved. And all soldiers in uniform, of an unknown army. Waiting for something big to happen, there is a countdown... Many of them with gas masks on their face. They all manage how they can best inside a bunker. Extremely solidary one with each other. Example: one of them is helped to feed himself by another and then shot in the head by the same good comrade. Probably, as in a Jewish kibbutz, a Russian-Soviet sovkhoz or kolkhoz, or a German or Japanese concentration camp. Joking not joking, it made me think of "The Desert of the Tartars"(1976)Il deserto dei tartari (original title), Valerio Zurlini's film after Dino Buzzati's novel. And to Hitler's last days together with those close to him, in that bunker in Berlin. And to those Japanese soldiers who continued to fight on isolated islands, long after WW2 was over. Very well done, the films of Marc Caro and Jean-Pierre Jeunet got something very special, a unique, somehow kafkian atmosphere, which captivates me. Great filmmakers!
