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I was "co-erced" into the viewing experience by a coterie of persistent friends, far less finely cultured than I.
I would have much preferred something Belgian about tramps with scrotal ulcers, but what can one do in such a situation?
Ahem..sorry..sarcasm button has been un-pushed for far too long. Basically, I and my better half both felt that it was a staggeringly unsubtle rendering of themes far more subtly dealt with in films like Grosse Point Blank, and even the Incredibles. |
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