Genres flit in-and-out of the narrative: blackly comic one minute, socioeconomic drama the next; a compound of ideas that comes as both a blessing and a curse to the pacing. This lack of focus derails the film somewhere around the half-way point, as some of the more important moments get bogged down with extraneous characters wherein it's never fully clear what is trying to be said. This is the polar opposite of other scenes in the film, which somewhat obnoxiously frame the parables front and centre (see the final shot for a glaring example). This is a film of two distinct ideas, which I'm certain is not a fault of the source material (though anyone who has read it should correct me if I'm wrong).

Full review at Big Face, Small Razor.

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