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6:36pm, sitting on the sofa contemplating if I should attend the 7pm film night or not. I have always had a fascination with North Korea, and even though this movie has promised torture and possibly death, I finally decided not to miss out on the opportunity and buckle up for a probably emotionally filled movie. The movie “The Net” is directed by Korean filmmaker Kim Ki-duk who is well-known for his artistic style film, instead of catering to mainstream media. Dawn, the rise of the sun, new beginnings, the joy of family, the tender caresses of a wife, this is how a fisherman by the name of  Nam Chul-woo begins his day. He will retrieve his net near the border between the North and South. As the boat goes into the distance, the border control asks what will he do if he crosses into the South, the fisherman states that he would stay with his boat(it took him 10 years of saving to earn that boat). As if the soldier was speaking the fate of  Nam, his net gets stuck in th

Another film night, another film review, this week the film was entitled Foxtrot. Foxtrot (2017) is an Israeli film that has had many notable mentions.As I watched the 2 hour film I came to realise the effect of silence and that even though the dialogue in the film is kept to a minimum, the film remains poignant and succeeds in delivering the necessary emotions without saying a word. As an entry to the story, the film commences with the keywords “Mrs. Feldman”, and suddenly the audience realise that they sense the shock and devastation of these words that her son has died in the line of duty, without explicitly stating the obvious. The family wreaks with grief, the mother has been placed under sedation and the father is in such a state of shock, that he must be instructed to drink water every hour. The audience sees the inner grief being built up in the father and his need to release it, he goes to a window, will he jump? And then as he screams into the pillow beside