Last night I went to the Westgarth cinema to see a film – Mare Nero – at the Italian Film Festival.

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It started out well but gradually became so stylised and affected that it lost all meaning and became a random sequence of beautiful images. The story was superfluous to the mood, which was established by scenes in clinically clean offices and homes with white and blue predominant. I got bored, then exasperated when at the end it was implied that the entire murder case the detective was investigating was part of a dream sequence he was having after a good shag with his cute French girlfriend. Disappointed!

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  • 26 September 2007 at 2:55 pm

    I can’t believe that you spoiled the end of the movie!


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