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Tonight came with an early feature. JCVD was showing at the Belcourt Theatre and alongside Bloggy Carl I was privileged (?) to see this film which kind of, sort of lets you into the washed-up mind of Jean-Claude Van Damme.

Great coloring and lighting, an intriguing plot and frequent action made this odd film seem more than tolerable. Perhaps enthralling, at times. Some have compared it to Being John Malkavich, but I feel that the personal pain and regret revealed in JCVD stands alone in its uniqueness in a semi-autobiographical flick like this.

There's not a lot of detail to go into. I think it's worth a view and will keep you wondering till the end. Possibly beyond the end, even.