Somewhere in a blurry space between the life and death instincts, BLACK.WHITE.RED. is a contemplative dream in front of the inner eye, shortly before one's own demise. A film that invites you to decipher it, but then refuses to explain it.
Reviews
Solidrariol
Am I Missing Something?
Beystiman
It's fun, it's light, [but] it has a hard time when its tries to get heavy.
Teddie Blake
The movie turns out to be a little better than the average. Starting from a romantic formula often seen in the cinema, it ends in the most predictable (and somewhat bland) way.
Cheryl
A clunky actioner with a handful of cool moments.
