d/ Abbas Kiarostomi
Since he left his native Iran K has moved further and further into the surreal, the inexplicable. I assume the title here was meant to be ironic. We follow a young woman who apparently is working part-time as a high-priced call girl. Her pimp sends her to an old professor where she promptly falls asleep. He doesn't mind...next day drives her back to her college where they both are forced to deal with her psychotic, violent boyfriend. Their lives deteriorate from there.
So what does this mean? Beats me. Lots of signature car shots...folks driving here and there. Everyone lies except the psycho and we're not sure about him. It ends with the old man out cold, hit by a brick thrown through the window of his apartment while the girl cowers in fear behind him.
Not as engaging as his last film - Certified Copy - but it did hold me to the end...which I guess is something.
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