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Reviewing my film reviews from this year’s Sundance, I have coming to realize that I can be one catty bitch:
“Woman follows her absentee partner to nicely color-graded Bucharest and takes up the hobby of janitor harassment. Her neighbors mostly hate her. Partly because her Romanian barely extends to polite conversation about carrots; mostly because she’s boorish and rude. The janitor tries to kill her in the end. Cause and effect are so hopelessly muddled; I’m not sure what the lesson here is—if you harass your neighbors, they might want to kill you?”
