Some people complain that this is a long story without a climax. Such a movie is like a symphony by Shostakovich. I don't know what kind of orgasm is needed. The gray city. Dull. Under the ubiquitous pressure, everyone is trembling. Heroes, villains, and ordinary people all have lingering sadness on their faces. No one can know how what they do is related to them.
A touching movie, from his inner truth, the old-fashioned plot is not important anymore.
Waiting forever. What are you waiting for? die. Or something more terrifying than death, no one can get rid of it.
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