Diamonds of the Night is an intense, in your face, depiction of two boys on the run from a deportation train on it's way to a concentration camp.
Filmed up close and personal, aided by breathtaking cinematography, it manages to utilize the short running time to full effect, and I was hooked right away.
Jan Nemec' debut feature is really something else, a visual nightmare of both the horrors of war, civil or otherwise (the unfolding events are actually not limited in scope to just WWII, as it is never mentioned), and sections of dream like sequences telling an alternative route the life of one of the boys could have taken.
A disgusting last third, I can't say too much without spoiling, is an honest depiction of humanity's faults and darker side. Rough stuff.
I have this fetish for pictures of rain, nobody does it better than Diamonds of the Night.