Dead Man (1995)

Ugly and beautiful at the same time. A long, ominous and foreboding intro is followed by a slow meandering descent towards the inevitable in a primeval world that brings shudders to the soul. Brimful with poetic melancholy, wry humor and an obsession with death that comes close to mental illness. A wise indian as spiritual guide was not the freshest of ideas, however, and neither was the all too angelic girl in the hellhole town.

In my book despite the small flaws.

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