Point Blank

a great crescendo of French new wave and American noir. It doesn't get better. So much comedy. Little absurdities everywhere. Instead of the paling and bleak Melville thrillers, we have whimsy. Ostensibly Walker wants his money; maybe he does. Maybe he just wants to settle a score, set the record straight. Let the fools loll about in the panopticon. He's a shark who can't stop. great timing and even better editing. The reaper is coming to collect; sleuthing around, thrusting forward. its a damn shame. You can't have sincere volition in a world with no fairytales. They don't believe in ghosts and they don't believe in honor. They don't carry cash. Reminds me of Seijun Suzuki's Branded to Kill.