This is an interesting story and abstract discussion about the nature of films (or any other type of art for that matter) and their meaning. I think I've come across the Kruzmaka character before, but I wasn't sure. I enjoyed the scene set up in the studio and how the combative Krumaka tries to dismantle the director's arguments.

'As I said, I don't want to influence the viewers view on what the main message shall be. That's the beauty of interpretation, is it not? Look, ...'

And he sets off to explain that beauty, but is interrupted by Kruzmaka again.

"Well, then I take the authority and tell that this movie has no meaning at all."

I like the dry humour and the contrast between the two characters. The story has depth and complexity without being too obscure. One side argues that meaning and intention are subjective while the other seems to think it's all just gobbledygook 😆

Strong, short and to the point.