Quo Vadis, Aida? .
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#QuoVadisAida? 🤭 Holy [Bleep]! Holyyyyy [Bleeeep]! Shattering, devastating, unflinching, blood-boiling, nerve-racking cinematic triumph that will have your heart thumping out of your chest until the bitter end…and then the epilogue will splinter it into a million pieces. Look, I know, I know, when you're dealing with subject matter such as this, it's a little, uh, crass, to discuss the craftspersonship behind it, but it is a movie, after all, so… my goodness, *stunning* writing and directing by young Zbanic(give her *all* the #Oscars), distilling something as massive as this historical backdrop into something as universally relatable as the travails of a single family all the while keeping you in the loop of all the machinations going on, or more accurately, *not* going on behind the scenes by the powers-that-be. It's all aided by the precise editing, deliberately, and inexorably building up to the ending. And the cinematography: textured, well-lit, meaningful closeup...