I’m actually a big fan of dialogue if handled right. Here, characters sounded unnatural and all the same. It was 2020 but at times they spoke like it was 1920.

As there was no compelling action my mind kept on drifting. I think it satisfied the criteria and there was a twist but I guessed it early on.

-Mark

Nice change of pace—single setting, dialogue driven, very different from the everything else I've read so far.

Much as I appreciate what you’re going for but it’s tricky to really nail this kind of dialogue exchange—to really come up with something that holds the attention and leaves a lasting impression.

For me, I just couldn’t see Mark’s point of view or why he felt compelled to interrupt a stranger’s funeral.  Maybe that's what the guy wanted?  I didn’t find either character all that relatable.  Had they been older perhaps - more prone to reflect on life's mysteries.  Hard to say as you gave us no ages.

Kudos for trying something different.

Steve

IMO, Mark is a dbag. He interrupts a funeral and judges how these people mourn? Insults them and then goes back to his buddy and rags about them?

There wasn't really a story here. Just two dudes talking about death, but the biggest problem is...I didn't care about any of them.

The writing and dialogue need work but I'm sure you got some great advice in previous comments. Just keep at it!!

Writer,

So, two guys digging a grave talking about death, then there's a party of some people dressed as skeletons celebrating life. In a snowstorm. Okay, maybe there's something there. But the way you told it, it doesn't hold my interest. I honestly couldn't understand exactly what they were talking about really, and kinda had no idea what happened at the end. Anyway, this feels like there wasn't a whole lot of thought put into it. Like you had an idea but didn't really have much of a story. The whole purpose of writing is to make a cohesive, entertaining story and you were a little off here. Anyway, good on you for making the attempt! Hope you had fun and read a bunch.

Steve