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Review by: Graeme Kay | Rating:
One
DREARY, tedious and featureless Middle-Eastern film that goes
nowhere fast, and then stays there for an hour and a half too
long.
So there's this bloke, Mahmood, who is driving through the desert
in some unidentified Middle-Eastern country.
He has his drippy pregnant wife with him. They are going on a
pilgrimage to India.
Suddenly, a deer jumps out in front of their jeep, which then
breaks down, leaving Mahmood to walk to the nearest point of habitation
(the Deserted Station) to seek help.
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He finds someone who can fix the car. But first, they have to
go get the part.
Meanwhile, Mahmood leaves his dozy bird with the children of
the village. She becomes their teacher for a day. The car gets
fixed.
Mahmood and drippy decide to get on their way. But the kids run
along behind the car, refusing to let Ms Drippy go.
We are then left to speculate on whether the deer that appeared
in the desert was really a manifestation of a local saint and
whether its appearance, and the subsequent breakdown of the car,
was a cue for drippy to stay on at the station and take care of
the kids.
In short we are being asked to wonder whether she is really a
saint or just a woman?
But really, who carezzzzzzzzzzzz…
Total rubbish. Avoid at all costs.
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