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I re-watched Dark City tonight, and boy oh boy, what a fine movie that is. I remember the last time I saw it (probably in 2000), I thought, "Huh. Interesting. How fucked up is that?" But this time, it was pure dark noir pleasure, baby. Lights off, color balance set just so. The cinematography and make-up in this film just slay me.
I was a little troubled by what the ultimate message about the "blah blah nature of the human soul blah blah" was in the movie, but then I decided that maybe it was more about the ultimate nature of the endocrine system, and that worked OK for me. More to the point, the shadowy motives of the Strangers made me re-examine possible ultimate point of the Matrix (because, c'mon, puh-leeze, how can the battery story be true?). Dark City is what The Matrix would have been before The Matrix came along and destroyed cinema. Which doesn't detract from Dark City's accomplishment in the slightest.
And now I must go, for my cat is telling me BE-WHAOH. I guess he's also tripping on the nature of identity and consciousness. 11:40:28 PM () 
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