My film fest mantra continues – if a film does something that I’ve never seen before, it automatically gets bonus marks. In this film, someone snorts Plutonium like it was cocaine. Now, that’s a major spoiler, but it’s also the part of the film that will be remembered long after this competent if middle-of-the-road flick fades into the murky mists of festivals past.
Set in post-Communist Russia, it’s a quirky mix of incompetent bureaucrats and small time gangsters trying to carve a life in the new Russia. It’s not often than a nuclear technician becomes the hero of the story, and there’s enough style and originality to have this film stand ahead of the pack of similar, quirky flicks.