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The Man Who Sold His Skin (Syrian SciFi/2020)
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Flasherly
2021-04-20 19:30:11 UTC
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Actually a story from Tunisia, France, Belgium, Germany, Sweden,
Turkey, so the hardcoded translations, drifting in and out, mostly
from English, might interest with an overlayed translation.

In style, The Fifth Element absurdly plays predominately at balance
with an horrification of Cronenberg bent;- neither overpowering, nor
absolute or indulgent, a resultant seriousness threatens every gross
indignation imposed upon a people of the Syrian revolution. Naturally
frayed and devastated at extremes of human depravation, aesthetically,
man as art becomes in and of itself, a slave commodity transitionally
articulated to Western vernacular of meat-Popsicles(TM) and bandied
verge slogans to existentialism of demotic pretentiousness.

Do not be mislead by those grasping at David Bowie.
https://www.imdb.com/title/tt10360862/

Where to see it rated perhaps any clearer, than writing is truth to
gauge by distance imposed perspective continences by iconography,
would be between myopically rubbing one's nose into a matter of
selling imagery at some discount from a cultural milieux expressive of
reserve human skin provides by value displaced thereupon.

Syriac in transliteration, allowance for having just spat in the face
of Western culture exudes from out of form in meaning, lapped efficacy
contained by a desiccative dormancy in a Levant framework of life
surrounded for salience as mercantilism.
hchrish
2025-02-21 03:19:08 UTC
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Post by Flasherly
Actually a story from Tunisia, France, Belgium, Germany, Sweden,
Turkey, so the hardcoded translations, drifting in and out, mostly
from English, might interest with an overlayed translation.
In style, The Fifth Element absurdly plays predominately at balance
with an horrification of Cronenberg bent;- neither overpowering, nor
absolute or indulgent, a resultant seriousness threatens every gross
indignation imposed upon a people of the Syrian revolution. Naturally
frayed and devastated at extremes of human depravation, aesthetically,
man as art becomes in and of itself, a slave commodity transitionally
articulated to Western vernacular of meat-Popsicles(TM) and bandied
verge slogans to existentialism of demotic pretentiousness.
Do not be mislead by those grasping at David Bowie.
https://www.imdb.com/title/tt10360862/
Where to see it rated perhaps any clearer, than writing is truth to
gauge by distance imposed perspective continences by iconography,
would be between myopically rubbing one's nose into a matter of
selling imagery at some discount from a cultural milieux expressive of
reserve human skin provides by value displaced thereupon.
Syriac in transliteration, allowance for having just spat in the face
of Western culture exudes from out of form in meaning, lapped efficacy
contained by a desiccative dormancy in a Levant framework of life
surrounded for salience as mercantilism.
A curious fact, it really happened.


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