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Identity is so ellusive here, no one is sure of who others are, whether their words are true or not, questioning the assignment of - the role, physical sex, mission, deal, person, etc.. This film intentionally escapes a definition, including our own mind beliefs by not identifying anyone as anything, everyone's a hero, no one is a bad guy, everyone just is. This film literally asks for no criticism or judgment in order to see the the bigger picture without reducing it by our own small blind moral worldviews, and just observe and feel the metaphysical nature of what is presented to our senses, this is a classic Walter Hill's poetry of cinema, as always taking the pieces scattered around as a reflection of the confined whole.

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