A sexually charged, carnally coloured homage to Dario Argento? Who could ask for anything more? Seriously though, the film paints the proverbial pretty picture as a neo-giallo mindfuck of a movie. All-but-wordless, and filmed with a probing, voyeuristic camera, Amer, is a fascinating, albeit one-note, picture, that seems to work in spite of, or perhaps because of it pretentious, egotistical art-for-art's-sake mentality. This is meant as a relatively good thing btw, for I quite enjoyed this movie. There! Now go read my review dammit.
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