Color or Colour, a slight little difference, where one can hear glamour, finesse, pure entertainment or just a parody of it all. But without thinking exactly what a parody is or could be, let us just say that the film gives us (or at least me) the strange feeling of watching what could have been a proper Kubrick film, or at least the intense impulse to go and re-watch them all. Parody perhaps as a repetition of the repetition itself that Kubrick's films are in our own personal soundtrack, playing as we daily are, as we become, or as we just stop for a second to listen, to sense how a long or a medium shot is developing smoothly from or towards are own faces. Hilariously cruel? Perhaps just an ego looking at itself, in a last shot, as the credits start rolling and the tune engraves itself again in our own personal sound track.
3 stars
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