HIs fists don't lie. Blu-ray review to come.

Her sadness comes and goes with the rain, rises and falls with the wind. Deceptively intricate and experimental, potentially even more so than OKI'S MOVIE. Hong is working on another level than basically anyone but Johnnie To.

In this postmodern acid wash nightmare called 21st century America, some of us no longer have the ability to register rock bottom. We just spiral deeper into the neon abyss, documenting our own demise by way of pop culture and ego and delusion. Complex emotion is meaningless. The momentum of deceit is all encompassing. Those contemplating the limits of excess are either delusional or weak, unnecessary, disposable. As a result, the Culture teaches us to be cold, unfeeling, and obsessive to the pursuit of nothing else but those boobies y'all. We are what we lust after, and we are lusting after self-destruction. Mission Accomplished.