Stuck in a piece of the Unexplainable (Last year in Marienbad)

So in class we discussed the reading alot and dealt with alot of different perspectives relating to this movie being a Cartesian fantasy or some other sort of dreamworld or mental hell/prison. This certainly makes alot of sense when looking at the movie because it helps deal with all the crazy stuff happening and lack of a real narrative to the story (no one is sure what, if anything, actually happened or who these characters are if they really even exist).

I saw the whole thing from a slightly different angle, and I dont know if its better or worse or if it helps make any sense of the movie at all, but this is how I like to think of the film. To me, the whole movie seemed like a poem or a painting which we have delved into with a camera.

In poetry, you often get descriptions of situations that arent really narratives, but we hardly even notice the lack of things like the lack of character names, plot, or anything else like that because it is a different medium for expressing oneself. I got the feeling that this was getting inside the head of a person who only exists as a piece of poetic fiction; he has no name, his love has no name, there is no world beyond there immediate surroundings, the other characters are there but are completely negligable, dialouge is constantly repeated and recycled and images switch and change and morph suddenly and jarringly. We accept alot of missing details in poetry and just enjoy the emotions or message that the poet is trying to get across. So to me this felt like a poem about a man trying to rekindle his old loves passion and take her away from her husband(maybe husband, some relation at the very least) and she refuses to accept him or remember him at all. The people we see on the screen, X and A and M, are not really people, they are merely the shadows of some poet or other artist when he was writing or creating. Their names dont matter because they are designed for people to sort of see themselves in their places when they are reading and feel what the poet was feeling . And like if the poet wrote the poem with the characters using only the most formal of languages then wouldnt it make sense that this is the only way the people in the movie can speak? I feel like viewing it this way makes all the illogical little weird things we see on the screen a little easier to accept and enjoy.

Does any of that make sense to anyone else? I feel like this is a good idea but I'm not expressing it very clearly at all. I just thought it was intersesting the way people suspend their typical notions of storytelling when they read a poem and yet have a much harder time doing so for movies because it seems very strange to do so. When we forget about the way we normally watch movies and try to see what the director is doing as more of a form of poetry then the paradoxes and weird things we see become easier to imagine as devices for creating a piece of art than telling a linear narrative story.

Please take this idea and run with it, I really hope that this makes sense for somebody else. There are probably very strong arguments against this line of thinking and I after doind the reading I really think the idea of it being a dream of some sort makes alot more sense. This is just an idea I had while I was trying to figure this movie out. As a side note, I enjoyed this movie and would love to watch it again to try and figure out all the aspects and layers that I am sure I am missing. Thanks, let me know what you guys think of this take on the film (if it makes any sense at all),