The plot doesn't find a way to emerge, as your mind is distracted by the erratic and continuos change in rhythm (of the narrative mechanism and of the camera movements) and, moreover, by the dialogues (language, words, intonation, pronunciation, at least in the original Italian version) and by the interaction between characters in the dialogues: an extrem example of the "plastic language" used by fiction, that here reaches almost disturbing levels.
Having "The Passenger" by Iggy Pop in a "poor midi-version", aside with a "pseudo Goblin's Profondi Rosso" tune, doesn't help at all, as well as the mismatch between the inside and the outside shots in the driving sequences and the changes in lights and predominant colors (no, not always you get a Breaking Bad o a Memento poetic result just by changing saturation).
Having "The Passenger" by Iggy Pop in a "poor midi-version", aside with a "pseudo Goblin's Profondi Rosso" tune, doesn't help at all, as well as the mismatch between the inside and the outside shots in the driving sequences and the changes in lights and predominant colors (no, not always you get a Breaking Bad o a Memento poetic result just by changing saturation).