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The Stoning of Soraya M (2008). The title does not bode well for our eponymous heroine. This is far from the easiest of films to watch. The devolution of humanity into hatred born of lust is almost too much to bear, but bear it we must. The performances are sublime, with the woman folk presenting powerful portrayals of forced subservience. The men are just as believable, smug and smarmy, hiding their desires behind a veil of spirituality. The Islamic faith is is left outside of the realms of culpability, it is the men that use it to extract their own icky desires that is in contention. The camera work and direction are equally solid. This was simply a powerful and unflinching movie whose denouement is ineffable yet true. Ashe.
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Fate is my mistress, mother of the cruel abomination that is hope.
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