I generally don’t like gloomy French films with sub-titles. As old Steptoe once said, “I don’t go to the pictures to read” but I found myself at a screening of Asghar Farhadi’s latest film “The Past” and I feared the worst. Sure enough, it was a depressing tale about the emotional pain wrought by complex and failed relationships compounded by the tragedy of suicide. But I loved it. Every last frame. Similarly, I generally hate stadium rock. I have never knowingly played air guitar but – oh my God- how fantastic is this??
Sometimes it’s good to try things you hate.

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