Kristy is a dancer at an exclusive gentleman's club where John is a
regular customer - so regular in fact that she has started to take notice
of him, started to trust him, started to open up to him. For him, too, she
has become more than a mere dancer, the nice facade of every gentleman's
club, and starts seeing her as a person, as a person he tends to like
beyond the occasional lapdance. But when she offers to tell him the truth
about her, a truth full of debauchery and sin, rape and submission, pain
and the pleasure gained from it, will this bring them closer together or
tear them apart? Not so much a narrative movie per se but an
eerie 10 minutes allegory that makes it its habit to make its different
narrative levels clash, abandon its temporal continuity in favour of
spontaneous flashforwards and flashbacks, and constantly leave the
audience in the unclear about what is real and what isn't - and it works,
thanks to a stylish and atmospheric directorial effort, clever editing and
a script that never loses itself in its labyrinthine structure but still
leaves the film open to a myriad of interpretations. Recommended.
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