Joel Perlgut

Adult children of a Jewish family, dressed up in evening gowns and dinner jackets, are late to a wedding. The order a cab, and in a classical conversation with a driver they discover that he is a neo-Nazi, and such a dim-witted one, that he doesn’t realize who rides in his car and how inappropriate it is to voice his views in their presence. The historical justice would be restored with help of a stiletto shoe, and the optics of a small professional camera gives unexpected dynamics to the witty performances.

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When Clara discovers her deceased mother’s revered ‘Book of Dark Whispers’, she can’t stop reading the strange stories within its mystical pages. Each weird tale reveals a new facet of the twisted human psyche… or the not-so-human, as the case may be. From the horror of grief to sharehouse living disaster, from existential dread to right-swiping vampires, there’s something for all tastes; as long as those tastes are twisted!

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Adult children of a Jewish family, dressed up in evening gowns and dinner jackets, are late to a wedding. The order a cab, and in a classical conversation with a driver they discover that he is a neo-Nazi, and such a dim-witted one, that he doesn’t realize who rides in his car and how inappropriate it is to voice his views in their presence. The historical justice would be restored with help of a stiletto shoe, and the optics of a small professional camera gives unexpected dynamics to the witty performances.

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