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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ about “Whore”—you know, that flick from ‘91 with Theresa Russell? Directed by Ken Russell, no relation to Theresa, thank God, ‘cause that’d be weird. Anyway, I’m like, “What’s the deal with this movie?” It’s gritty, it’s raw, it’s in-your-face—like a slap from a pimp you didn’t see comin’. I mean, I love me some “Werckmeister Harmonies,” okay? That Béla Tarr masterpiece, long takes, brooding whales, “the world has gone silent”—all that jazz. But “Whore”? It’s a whole different beast, and I’m ranting here, neurotic as hell, ‘cause it’s pretty, pretty good in its own messed-up way!

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First off, I’m at the Mifune Tower, which is like the tallest thing around here. You can see the whole city from up there. I mean, it’s a view, ya know? But then, boom! The power goes out. Just like that. I’m stuck on the 10th floor with a bunch of people. They’re all lookin’ at me like I’m supposed to fix it. Like, dude, I just push buttons!

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