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Just another entry solidifying Cage as one of the best actors of this generation. There's been a lot of talk about this wonderful movie, I wanted to focus on one scene in particular that seemed to rub people the wrong way but really spoke to me. The restaurant fight club. Edgar sits shrouded by darkness surrounded by take-out containers that no one will throw away out of fear. Men fighting in the same place will smell like bitter ammonia and piss after awhile, but compounded with the rotten food these chefs are in a retched smelly hell. A pristine chandelier hangs over the whole spectacle as a contrasting joke. This is a very Greek hell. When Robin takes his beating watch Edgar. We've seen him eat delicious foods (stuffed French toast?) without a hint of acknowledgement, but watch his body language at the beating. After years of feeding people, this is how he feeds. As Robin is brutalized he sits on the edge of his desk with expressed interest. He wipes his mouth in a disgusting fashion, he ignores the time. Robin's suffering is a gourmet meal for Edgar. This man is a vampire. He's Bob from Twin Peaks. He is an entity that subsists on suffering, a real demon lives under Portland. This is miles better than the Pig Wick I was low-key expecting.
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