Ennui. Consumption. Dystopian present. Late Capitalism. Duplication. A sense of dissolving identity. 
 Like a Ballard protagonist, the narrator here is telling her story out of the depths of the malaise being assessed. She's already entirely compromised by it. This adds to the affective, subjective feel of it, but simultaneously blocks the kind of identification with the character that might make it possible to get truly caught up in her story. Still, theres a scene-by-scene clarity of word and image that makes this very memorable.