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Ink (2009). After the discombobulating start to this great flick, which threatened to be an existential mish-mash of cathartic exuberance, it settles down nicely, having set the tone of otherworldliness. Not a film to be casually watched, all of one's attention needs to be invested in order to keep up. With that caveat, Jamin Winan does not dumb down the story for the casual crowd and we are left with an intelligent take on the realms of good and evil, parallel universes where tragic comedies unfold whose plots are driven by our desires, choices, and vanities. A fantastic voyage by a brave crew, this low budget endeavor unimaginably comes to express the genius born from its creators. Merci beaucoup.
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