Setting a new standard for fast-paced intricate multilayered action packed films covertly concerned with international relations, Seung-wan Ryoo's The Berlin File's depth frantically conceptualizes a practical competitive bellicose ideological maelstrom, wherein interpersonal integrity can trump engrained national antimonies, as the ambitious pretentions of a jealous privileged communist usurper stereoscopically attempt to remagnify its vortex.
Good communists and bad communists.
Respect for North Korea?
Deconstructive hypoallergenic hyper-reflexive expedition.
And a remarketable union.
The issue of trust gravitationally staggers through myriad ulterior transitional focal points until a specific set of exceptional checks and balances produces an ephemeral allegiance, an amicable diplomatic extract.
The film's tight chaotic suction implodes near the end as a protagonist and his principal enemy square off like traditional martial marionettes.
Still pretty cool.
Both of the main male communist characters can be thought of as members of North Korea's materialistic pantheon, but the bad one's father occupies a high ranking influential yet corrupt position in the country's militaristic elite.
The other is an extraordinary citizen whose unyielding belief and support have strengthened his iron constitution.
Whether or not he can continue to exercise his commitment to his country, even though an everlasting magical freedom guaranteeing surplus seems somewhat fantastical, not that one shouldn't attempt to realize aspects of it through parliamentary means, depends upon that country's commitment to him.
Hoping there's a sequel.
Sort of like the anti-Die Hard 5.
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