As a non-smoker, I’ve never felt like I needed a cigarette more than when the credits rolled on Requiem. Certainly scared me off of harder drugs, though.
Yup, that’s the real anti-drug movie. Stuff like this works. It’s not pleasant though.
Just when I finally almost forgot about it, this comment rips it back into my poor brain.
And now, if it hasn't already been playing in your head, Clint Mansell's "Summer Overture" will now haunt you. ;)
His worst film I thought, almost an Aronofsky pastiche.