To the film-maker and her audience, the characters had only a flitting existence on screen, in their own roles of that certain brief moment in their lives. For some of the characters, those moments and everyone that existed in them were random marks left on an otherwise unmemorable life.
Random and flitting, nonetheless meaningful. They happened for a reason none can ever comprehend.
That's life, isn't it? People come and go in our lives. Some have a mere flitting presence, but oh, they are the ones who have managed to touch our very souls. They lift us from our sorrow. They bestow on us, laughter, happiness, love, anticipation, hope. And then, they leave. Like a mission accomplished.
The void again. Until it's filled again.
