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Calculated and precise, flawed, a vision with cojones and Albert Brooks kills someone. You maybe don’t even realize how connected you are until the first scene ends, the first glimpse into this world holds your every second, turns you into the perfect hamster waiting at the cage door of your life for the next meal of gerbil bullets. Refn holds the bag and you start to salivate and then it dawns on you that you’re OK with waiting as long as Refn makes every movie for the rest of your life. Continue reading →