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Well-meaning but hugely over-ambitious Sri Lankan protest film on the subject of genocide. Opening with an agonisingly long sequence at London's Heathrow airport, it finds hero Siva arriving and refusing to answer the questions of an immigration official. As the melodramatic music works itself up to the first of many bewildering crescendos, he points a wavering finger at a map. We're taken to Sri Lanka, where camera-conscious extras pretend to shoot each other and dead bodies flick flies off their ketchup-stained arms. The narrative here is so loose it's barely existent, and characters are rarely introduced, let alone developed.
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