I mean, how, yes, of course, logical nonsense (well, there are all sorts of laughs of the main characters after the death of their friends and everything else) in the film are, of course, what to hide. However, as for me, all this is overlapped by the above-mentioned game of many of the actors and the fact that the director was able to make me (not me a specific banchika1, but the viewer in the broad sense) to imbue myself with the problems and psychology of a fairly distant social group with all his problems of alcohol-drug-emotional and so on. And this, I must say, is a very definite marker of the mastery of the authors of a particular film.
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