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Circulation (2008). This visionary flick will likely see more scorn than accolades, but such is the way of the experimental writer/director. As a movie proper I suppose a case can be made against it, but this is far from standard fare. Instead it is a unique vision of philosophical proportions applied to one of the greatest questions ever posed by man. The result is a unique if not chunky vision of the feral capacity of humankind. The acting was solid enough, with the frustration of differing cultures and languages portrayed with interesting results. The direction was fresh; this guy might just be the next unflinching auteur if he sticks to his guns and does not fall prey to the tired parameters of acceptable movie making fare. The camera work added as much to the vision as did the story itself, a wandering, tireless journey on the reel of existence. The ending was unexpected and gave chase to more contemplation, just as this movie set out to accomplish. Merci beaucoup.
Genruk
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Fate is my mistress, mother of the cruel abomination that is hope.
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