When a middle-aged architect (Colin Farrell) suddenly finds himself single, he’s whisked off to a special “hotel” where he’s given 45 days to find a new mate from among the other guests. The circumstances are far from ideal, mainly because the guests are largely dispassionate, mechanically going through the motions of dating, looking for anything to latch onto that might hint at potential instant compatibility. Singles who mutually possess seemingly insignificant traits, like walking with a limp (Ben Whishaw), an affinity for breakfast biscuits (Ashley Jensen), lisping (John C. Reilly) or being prone to spontaneous nosebleeds (Jessica Barden), gleefully view these mundane attributes as possible foundations for romantic kismet.
Political considerations aside, as conscious creation practitioners know, contradiction is one of three factors (along with fear and/or doubt) that prevents the materialization process from happening. It involves sending mixed signals to our divine collaborator, which is unable to carry out its part of the process due to the conflicting nature of its instructions. It’s like asking for the manifestation of something that’s simultaneously all red and all green, a physical impossibility in our reality given the belief structure upon which our existence is based.