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Aaaand back from dinners.
>>1843146
Nuh uuuuuuh!
>>1843148
I am n king! Much less a good one!
>>1843150
)It is. It's our biggest annual event for this stuff, and is basically just all theaters in Copenhagen having extra screenings of stuff we wouldn't get otherwise, or would get rather limited releases.
>>1843151
No. Sex ITSELF kills. The core concept is that it's a curse. When you have it, an entity follows you, and if it catches you, you die. This entity can take the shaep of absolutely anybody, and only you can see it. But you can pass it on to another person by having sex with them. However, if it kills the person it was passed on to, it will come right back to you and go back down the chain. Basically, it's an intelligent, ghostly STD.
Ultra-violence might be a bit much, but it was just a ride to see how things escalated to completely crazy levels in each story while still somehow being at least a little understandable.
I haven't seen A Boy and His Dog, but from what I know of it, this one goes a little more for the Mad Max and many of its ripoffs exaggerated aesthetics.
As for Artsy Fartsy... well, one consisted almost entirely of long takes where almost nothing happens, attempting to make some kind of statement about how preparing fora disaster is futile. The other was marketed as a Samurai movie, but was, in the director's words, a "state of mind" film, made to make us feel like its main antagonist through constant slo-mo visuals and tibetan throat singing inspired soundtrack. It was GORGEOUS to look at, but the damn thing didn't put me in a "I Fee lhow this guy is feeling" trance, it just kept making me nod off.
>>1843152
You just did it though!
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