I explored the DVD collection downstairs and picked out a couple of Russian titles that had attractive box covers for viewing. The only equipment that could play region 4 was my computer. As the sun set, I sat in my tower watching an incomprehensible foreign film. Very quickly I became more interested in the lengthening shadows on the wall and the sunset to the south of the city, than the struggle between the lecherous priest and the freaky woman.
The movie was Vedma. And it was probably a better movie for my not understanding the dialogue.
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