Only foreign hands can extract exotic allure out of cultural triteness. Artfully directed and strongly played, even the most grotesque rituals appear fascinating. The heaviness of history itself needs no narrative tricks, but maybe dual language?
"Some Like It Hot" Are you out of your mind? We're up the creek and you want to hock the paddle. Zowie! Type "O" - You'll forget him, Sugar. - How can I? No matter where I go, there'll always be a Shell station on every corner. - Well, you don't understand, Osgood. I'm a man. - Well, nobody's perfect.