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^ Is that the one about the circus or something?
Oh and something that classifies as a mind fuck: ANYTHING QUENTIN TARANTINO MAKES!
I don't remember if I have mentioned it before! It doesn't matter what movie you think that he directed because when you watch it you no longer are sitting in your chair--you are hovering above the ground in the sitting position! Holy hell, I saw Sin City, not a mind fuck EXCEPT where Tarantino directed. And you can tell where he directed because it became a crack fantasy, and we were thrust into this drug filled delusion as if being offered the needle as we walked out of rehab.
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