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A sweet and soft look at cosmic loneliness. You stare up at the sky, and there’s a rocket…

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Who is the murderer?

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They broke his heart but they couldn’t break his spirit.

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Greenaway formalises sex and decomposition in a beautifully dressed and coloured series of almost sculptural paintings (did that…

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Sometimes you got the donkey skin, other times you got the donkey brains. Demy goes the disco fairytale…

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