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We heard about local boy done good, Tongayi Chirisa landing a role in another US TV series, iZombie and it reminded us of this...
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07/08/2015

Hey film lovers. This is my last post on this page as I'm no longer a Star FM employee due to the job termination epidemic sweeping the nation.

I'll strive to find other platforms to shine a light on the local film industry, ok local films.

It's been fun

Demetria Hamandishe

11/06/2015

As promised on last week's show which somehow turned into a racism special......

12 Years a Slave
(dir) Steve McQueen
Starring: Chiwetel Ejiofor, Lupita Nyong'o, Michael Fassbender, Brad Pitt

No need to warn you about spoiler alerts within the article because all black people have already seen this film – on pain of having their licence to practise as a black person revoked.

So, as discussed, here are my thoughts about the film they call 12 Years a Slave (maybe 12 months too late), although some of you rightly substituted the 12 for larger numbers like 30 or 50. The film does drag a bit which is a good non-controversial place to start. Perhaps it’s weighed down by the worthiness of its worthy subject matter – slavery. Perhaps, but more likely, the film has a serious lack of entertaining or compelling narrative drive. There really isn’t much pushing the story along besides the tribulations of Solomon Northup (the film is based on his memoir) and his bewildered responses to these tribulations. Even his one scene of defiance – fighting the ignorant white carpenter – is borne of instinct. And before lovers of 12 years point out Solomon's other defiance, his secret writing using a home-made pen at great risk to himself. I’m sorry I can’t get excited about that either. Even that rebellion required trusting a white character to take a letter to the post office. As I write that line I’m thinking, really?

Okay, the slave trade happened. Bad things went down during the slave trade with black people, it seems, bearing the full brunt of it, becoming totally helpless against the fury or whims of white supremacy. All 12 Years a Slave does, is remind us about that (that’s literally all it does) and in a very laboriously unsubtle way. Yes it was a terrible time but there are other slave narratives out there and not all of them appear to be preserving the status quo in amber, like this one does.

Maybe I’m asking for too much because clearly there were limits to the amount of bravery and derring-do a slave could express in those days but then I guess ultimately it means my overall beef with the film is the choice of Solomon Northup’s story. For me, great cinema is not a film where the chief black protagonist spends the entire film reacting to evil white antagonists and as the coup de grace, is rescued by a kindly white builder who literally pops up from nowhere to deliver clunky lines about the evils of slavery and oneness of man. I think my pain would’ve been lessened slightly if Brad Pitt hadn’t been over-acting in his scenes which are mercifully few, yet pivotal to the story.

I repeat this is not great cinema. If Solomon Northrup’s tale has been religiously followed by the screenwriters then here is one of those occasions when liberties should have been taken with the original text. Pre-production, where was the overweight male producer, chewing a cigar while asking, “Can’t the hero be a bit more heroic?” The answer to that question is Brad Pitt was one of the producers. However, not for one minute am I suggesting that the only slave tale I’ll enjoy is one where the slaves rebel and kill the slavers. There are other types of rebellion which justify a character being placed at the heart of a 134 minute film. And even when you give the people what they want – bloody rebellion - as in Stanley Kubrick’s classic slave epic, Spartacus (1960) – the hero can still be a hero and die (sorry spoiler). In 12 Years a Slave there is nothing subtle or nuanced about any of its characters and unforgivably there is not enough display of Solomon transcending his victim status.

An area where the film does well is its visuals. Sean Bobbitt's cinematography is beautifully executed and if the film had a more progressive narrative, I would have appreciated the contrast between the consistently aesthetically pleasing visuals with the horror routinely meted out on the black slaves by the slave trade.
As for the label of ‘torture porn’ which was hurled at the film by American reviewer, Armond White, this is another area in which I would actually give some praise to director Steve McQueen for the realism of the whupping dished out to Lupita ‘500 pounds of cotton’ Nyong'o’s character, Patsey. If you’re going to show a whipping scene and move your audience with the cruelty of it all, then sound effects and streaks of red paint will no longer suffice, I guess. I have no problem with the graphic whipping scene, rather how it fits in with the whole festival of black suffering, which is nothing more than what this film is.

12 Years a Slave is ‘suffering porn’. Blacks suffer until they are rescued by white liberals or rather one black slave is rescued by one white liberal. Chiwetel’s Ejiofor’s portrayal of Solomon Northup, I think, is a shameful waste of acting talent. His character merely suffers and appears to undergo no transformation whatsoever, unless apologizing to your wife for your 12 years absence is some kind of breakthrough. I suppose if he was an unfeeling bastard who never said sorry pre-kidnap then this would be some development but he wasn’t and it isn’t. And if any of you dare say “Aha! Despite his sufferings, he remained a dignified black man”, then I shall tie you to a chair and you will be forced to listen to readings of The Black Jacobins ad verbatim.

12 months + on, I’m still struggling to understand what on Earth is uplifting about 12 Years a Slave or deserving of accolade. Black man endures (in the face of everything white man throw at him) is a tired narrative which needs to be whipped into the dustbin of history.

26/04/2015

Another faceoff....

25/04/2015

Who won this faceoff....

I'm Brad Pitt and I smacked down Annie....Fury  (US)Dir: David AyerStarring:  Brad Pitt, Shia LebouefThe spirit of Sam P...
25/04/2015

I'm Brad Pitt and I smacked down Annie....

Fury (US)

Dir: David Ayer
Starring: Brad Pitt, Shia Lebouef

The spirit of Sam Peckinpah hangs over this surprisingly grim, macho tank drama (shot in Hertfordshire and Oxfordshire), which marries the tough-men-in-peril thrills of an old-fashioned war movie with the post-Saving Private Ryan viscera of a modern “war is hell” parable.

Razorcut Brad Pitt is Don “Wardaddy” Collier, battle-scarred commander of a 2nd Armoured Division tank crew who have fought tooth and nail from North Africa to Normandy and now find themselves in endgame Germany facing the total chaos of Hitler’s last stand. When one of their number redecorates the inside of the titular tank with his face, boyish clerk Norman (Logan Lerman) is sent to fill the gap, writer-director David Ayer showing us the horrors of the battlefield through the eyes of an innocent abroard. “Ideals are peaceful, history is violent,” Collier tells his new charge, who must learn to put aside his pacifist qualms and mow down N***s while shouting: “Die motherf**kers!” like he means it.
With its trench-mud palette and limb-mangling splatter aesthetic,

Fury takes no prisoners in terms of graphic detail, arms, legs and heads being severally severed in pursuit of “maximum meat”. Like his scalp-hungry renegade in Inglourious Basterds, Pitt’s Wardaddy likes killing N***s, although here his soul appears the more hollow for it. Scenes of prisoners being shot in the back and women serving as hapless spoils of war are juxtaposed with much religious breast-beating, Boyd “Bible” Swan (an uncharacteristically bearable Shia LaBeouf) quoting scripture while Norman wrestles with his Episcopalian squeamishness. Ultimately, such transcendent concerns are more for show than effect – as with End of Watch, character remains an adjunct to the action, which is Ayer’s true forte.

Lacking the single-minded intensity of Samuel Maoz’s Lebanon, which did a cleaner job of trapping its audience inside a tank, this is still undeniably stirring stuff, buoyed by Steven Price’s boisterous score which builds toward an end-credits theme reminiscent of Jerry Goldsmith’s demonic Ave Satani from The Omen. Blimey.

25/04/2015

Who won between Fury and Annie?

Of course I won.  I'm Will Smith.Focus (US)Dir: John Requa and Glenn FicarraStarring Will Smith, Margot RobbieHeist movi...
25/04/2015

Of course I won. I'm Will Smith.

Focus (US)

Dir: John Requa and Glenn Ficarra

Starring Will Smith, Margot Robbie

Heist movies come and go, but a good con film is little different. Trouble in Paradise, The Sting, The Spanish Prisoner – these are films more about manipulating people than just stealing something. Focus, which stars Will Smith as a master con man and Margot Robbie as his new apprentice, spends much of its running time convincing you it is the best entry into the genre in years. Alas, this is merely a setup, as the film’s second half eventually reveals that it’s all been a facade. Once the scaffolding crumbles, we’re left on a limping getaway. We didn’t land the big score, but we did come away with a few sparkly trinkets.
Focus opens in a swank New York restaurant where small-time grifter Jess (Robbie) thinks she’s spotted a mark in Nicky (Smith). He plays along out of curiosity, then takes pity. As the coloured lights of midtown Manhattan shimmer against Lincoln Center’s snow-topped campus, Nicky playfully educates Jess in the art of the psychological grift. It is one of many remarkable scenes that directors Glenn Ficarra and John Requa shoot in a very straightforward manner, taking advantage of the obvious beauty right in front of them. Usually the phrase “very visual” is critics’ code for complex camera moves or unusual angles, but it can just as well mean casting gorgeous actors in breathtaking costumes and plopping them in a great urban or interior setting. The hotels and high-end clubs in Focus are extraordinarily furnished, and Smith and Robbie look splendid gallivanting among them. They are both terrific in this, especially relative newcomer Robbie who shows tremendous comedic range.

The film’s action soon heads to New Orleans where a “big football game” (not the Super Bowl, though, should lawyers be watching) has the town swimming in easy money. Jess fits in nicely with Nicky’s crew as they bop around the French Quarter boosting wallets and watches. They do brisk business, gobbling up every bag and briefcase they can find. That is, until the twist comes and Nicky manipulates Jess into helping him pull off an enormous (and, admittedly, ludicrous) con inside the Superdome.
If the projector broke after the New Orleans job and I stopped watching there, I’d be over the moon about this picture. Unfortunately, after a “three years later” card we meet up with Nicky in Buenos Aires as he starts planning a con involving a car race. He isn’t trying to steal, but to infiltrate an opposing team and slip them a thingamajig that will lead them to think they have an edge, but will actually do just the opposite. It’s a little confusing, and gets more so when characters from the past keep showing up.

Even in this second half, which has considerably less steam than the first, Focus must be applauded for sticking to its mission. There’s not a wisp of moralising within 50 feet of this film. Theft on a large and small scale is considered a noble art. There’s also a sense of sexual candour wafting throughout. Jess doesn’t exactly encourage lechery, but she seems somewhat at peace with the chauvinism of her chosen profession. (“Hello?!? I’m right here!” she cries out in one of the funnier moments when one of Nicky’s colleagues makes a lewd remark.) Like a Bond villainess, the power of feminine wiles is presented as a piece of equipment. Men have upper-body strength, women have batted eyelashes. The final third is obviously building to some rug-from-under-you reveal, and all I’ll say is that while I knew something was coming, it’s a twist that no one will be able to predict. This is partially why it is somewhat disappointing, as it feels like Ficarra and Requa went so far afield as a mandate. Hard to get too upset, though. When you rerun certain scenes in your head, it all checks out.

Jordan Hoffman
The Guardian

Was there any other winner between Taken 3 and The Best of Me?Taken 3 (US)  (dir) Olivier MegatonStarring Liam Neeson, F...
21/02/2015

Was there any other winner between Taken 3 and The Best of Me?

Taken 3 (US) (dir) Olivier Megaton
Starring Liam Neeson, Forest Whittaker, Famke Janssen

They took his daughter. They took his ex-wife. They took him. Now they’re going to take his daughter (hang on, didn’t they do that already?) after doing something even worse to his ex-wife. But he will find them. And he will kill them. Again and again and again. While it may seem unreasonable to complain that a cynical “threequel” lacks originality, even leading man Liam Neeson looks bored beyond belief as he goes through the motions of hunting down evildoers, looking for all the world like an armed sleepwalker.

This time he finds himself framed for murder and must run around LA causing freeway pile-ups and random shoot-’em-ups until Inspector Franck Dotzler (Forest Whitaker, doing annoyingly “characterful” things with doughnuts and a rubber band) realises he’s innocent. As before, the ethnic strokes are broad, with bad guys easily identifiable by their funny accents, handy tattoos and terrible taste in tighty-whitey underpants.

There’s a “twist” of course, although it’s signposted so heavily that only those taking stupid pills could possibly be surprised. Texts are read out loud for the hard of thinking, dialogue is redubbed for the younger market(“Mummy, why did the man’s lips say ‘f**king’ when his voice said ‘screwing’?”) and Liam evades death in a manner that would have Kathy Bates screaming: “He didn’t get out of the cockadoodee car!” The tagline promises “It ends here” but the denouement keeps the door open for more.

Mark Kermode
The Observer

21/02/2015

An exclusive report from the Golden Globes from local production company, Dambe Co. Imagine.....

John Wick trounced St Vincent.  Was it ever in doubt?John Wick (US)   (dir) David Leitch, Chad Stahelskistarring; Keanu ...
21/02/2015

John Wick trounced St Vincent. Was it ever in doubt?

John Wick (US) (dir) David Leitch, Chad Stahelski
starring; Keanu Reeves, Willem Dafoe, Bridget Moynahan

It is a perfect marriage of artist and repertoire. Keanu Reeves, fit, trim and 50, starring in an action-first, story-second movie that years ago would have knocked ’em dead at the drive-in. John Wick is a slick, propulsive and ridiculous crime picture that strides like an automatic machine gun and has just as much subtlety. But its confidence and élan allow the story to take surrealist turns: more Boorman’s Point Blank than Bigelow’s Point Break.

John Wick begins with a cool montage that almost apes the “sad Keanu” meme. Our leading man, John Wick (who is almost always referred to by his full name – and why not, when it’s that cool?) is mourning the loss of his spouse in a modern suburban home that looks primed for a photo shoot in Dwell magazine. Before succumbing to disease, his wife organized the delivery of a puppy (cinema’s most adorable pet since almighty Uggie) to give him something to love as he tries to heal. When John Wick later runs afoul of some Russian gangsters who want to take his car, he tells them to buzz off in their native tongue. The thugs (led by Game of Thrones’ Alfie Allen) invade his home late at night, give him a beat down, steal his wheels and kill the pooch. One phone call later John Wick lets everyone know that the demon is out of the bottle.

What Allen’s bratty-ass punk Iosef didn’t realize was that John Wick used to be the top hit-man for his father Viggo (Michael Nyqvist). John Wick had effectively bought himself a right to a peaceful retirement through Herculean levels of mob enforcement, and now that that quiet has been shattered by the whimper of dead doggie, look out!

Veteran stuntmen and second unit directors Chad Stahelski and David Leitch, making their debut as feature directors, stage the action with a fierce clarity. John Wick kills his way through neon nightclubs, art deco-inspired hotel rooms and eerily lit churches. Unlike, say, the work of John Woo, there isn’t a reliance on slow-motion, which affords the blunt, direct to the head gun-fu – a “holy cow, did he just do that?” shock value. When you think you’ve seen John Wick twist in the most acrobatic way to blast the baddie sneaking up behind him, he’ll strike another pose that tops it.

Of course, a movie about a relentless vengeance machine can only go so far. John Wick ups its game by stopping in for the night at a hotel for contract killers, opening a door into a criminal underworld that in lesser hands would seem silly. (Like, for example, Frank Miller and Robert Rodriguez’s recent Sin City: A Dame To Kill For.) In the urban environment of John Wick, an entire service industry of drivers, cleaners and bellman live by night and a code of ethics that, naturally, can be bent for the right price. One of the best things I can say about John Wick is that I’d really love to see more movies set in this world, and they don’t necessarily have to star these characters. But hopefully from the same directors, as their handle on this milieu feels refreshing and new.

From the use of colour and music to the scenery-chomping by supporting players Willem Dafoe and Ian McShane, these are guys bursting with a love for genre cinema but aren’t too enslaved by affection to let in a little air. There’s a wonderful free spirit with the use of New York City locations that ditches verisimilitude for storytelling. The Surrogates’ Courthouse downtown is actually a Bosch-ian dance club with an interior of Scarface-esque hot tubs? Who in their right mind would disagree!
So much recent action cinema feels the need to be gritty, realistic and dark. John Wick is the fun alternative we’ve been waiting for.

Jordan Hoffman
The Guardian

21/02/2015

We caught up with the secretary of the filmmakers guild of Zim to find out what they have in store for 2015....

21/02/2015

Who came out on top when John Wick took on St Vincent.....

The Hobbit got one over Ben Stiller's Night at the Museum.  Here is the review....The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Arm...
08/02/2015

The Hobbit got one over Ben Stiller's Night at the Museum. Here is the review....

The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies
Dir: Peter Jackson
Starring; Martin Short, Ian McKellan, Cate Blanchette

The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies picks up right after Bilbo Baggins (Martin Freeman), Thorin Oakenshield (Richard Armitage) and his company of dwarves have successfully driven the dragon Smaug (Benedict Cumberbatch) out from the Lonely Mountain, only for Smaug to take revenge by raining fire down on the citizens of Lake-town. Thorin then becomes stricken with “dragon sickness” while he searches for the Arkenstone within the vast treasure rooms of Erebor, causing him to grow mad with power, paranoid, and unwilling to uphold the deal that he struck with Bard (Luke Evans) and his people.

Meanwhile, Azog the Defiler (Manu Bennett) marches with an army of Orcs toward the Lonely Mountain, even as King Thranduil (Lee Pace) leads an army of Elves there in order to claim his own portion of Erebor’s treasure horde. Not long thereafter, though, Legolas (Orlando Bloom) and Tauriel (Evangeline Lilly) discover that another Orc army, from Gundabad, is also making its way towards Thorin’s stronghold.

As Thorin and his kin fortify Erebor and wait for reinforcements, the stage is set for one epic showdown – a final battle that will determine, once and for all, who shall take control and rule over the Lonely Mountain…

Battle of the Five Armies is designed to not only serve as the conclusion to director Peter Jackson’s Hobbit movie trilogy, but also as the “bridge” chapter to his adaptation of Hobbit author J.R.R. Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings trilogy. It’s a tall order; and, at the end of the day, Battle of the Five Armies is able to juggle both balls without dropping either one (entirely). At the same time, though, this film might be the least satisfying of Jackson’s Middle-earth adventures to date.

The main story issue is that Battle of the Five Armies - scripted by Jackson along with his trusted collaborators, Philippa Boyens and Fran Walsh (with Guillermo del Toro also credited) – never overcomes feeling as though it’s the second half of a movie (and perhaps that was the original plan, when The Hobbit was planned as two films) that’s been stretched out to fill the mold of a three-act narrative.

There is a complete thematic arc – concerning the dangers of greed and the lust for power – offered between Battle of the Five Armies and its predecessor, The Desolation of Smaug. The Hobbit finale also payoffs a handful of character threads introduced in the two preceding films (if not always in a satisfying fashion). Problem is, Battle of the Five Armies just doesn’t work as a self-contained experience in ways that (arguably) all five of Jackson’s previous Middle-earth movies managed, to some degree. As a result, its setup for the Rings trilogy feels more heavy-handed and extraneous to the (already strained) story being told.

Visually and technically, Battle of the Five Armies reaches the bar set by previous Hobbit films, but it’s lacking in terms of inventiveness. The cinematography by Andrew Lesnie is as solid as ever. He, working alongside Jackson and the Hobbit film trilogy’s massive production team (composed of costume designers, set decorators, prop designers, etc.), again paints a gorgeous portrait of the Middle-earth setting and the colorful fantasy creatures that inhabit the region.

Yet, there aren’t really any specific sequences that stand out as innovative, and the action/combat feels even more video game-like and over-processed than those in past Hobbit movies (as does the blending of practical and CGI components). The combat situations often serve as the “substance” of the movie, but tend to be too repetitive in their construction to serve that purpose well. Maybe it’s just too familiar at this point, but judging by his work on Battle of the Five Armies, Jackson the filmmaker needs his batteries recharged. Even this film’s use of 3D isn’t creative enough that it necessarily justifies the ticket surcharge (same goes for the HFR 3D format).

Battle of the Five Armies nonetheless does fly by fairly quickly on the whole, despite some clunky editing and jumping around between plot threads early on. Once everyone’s in place, though, it’s a smoother run to the finish; the third act of the film narrows its focus to a more intimate conflict that involves only a handful of characters, and manages to be comparatively more emotionally impactful (despite all the meandering it takes to get there). These positive elements help compensate for what doesn’t work.
Martin Freeman as Bilbo is as charmingly aloof and plucky as ever, but he’s (somewhat awkwardly) replaced as the protagonist by Richard Armitage’s Thorin, who has the most well-defined character arc of the many players in Battle of the Five Armies. The two actors not only play their respective parts well, their scenes together are, by far, the most engaging when it comes to the non-action-driven material. Battle of the Five Armies doesn’t have a huge “heart,” but the one it does possess comes from the Bilbo/Thorin relationship.

Other relationship subplots – such as the “love triangle” between Legolas (Orlando Bloom), Tauriel (Evangeline Lilly), and Kili (Aidan Turner) – are likewise wrapped up, though not nearly as effectively. Bloom and Lily are comfortable in their respective roles, but the inclusion of their characters in the larger Hobbit storyline ultimately feels unnecessary, now that it’s been played out in full.

To sum it all up: this Hobbit installment (all criticisms aside) deserves a look, assuming you have kept up with the previous Hobbit movies. Peter Jackson’s Battle of the Five Armies ends his Hobbit trilogy on a somewhat underwhelming note, but it’s worth taking that final trip to his Middle-earth. It might not complete the Hobbit/Lord of the Rings movie sextet in spectacular style, but Battle of the Five Armies does, in fact, properly finish the story that Jackson started. And for that, it can be applauded.

ScreenRant

08/02/2015

Also during that week, we caught up with local production supremo Dennis.....

08/02/2015

The Catchup continues.....a previous week's faceoff.....

The Penguins trounced Idris Elba's villain in No Good Deed.  Here's the review;Penguins of MadagascarDir:  Eric Darnell,...
08/02/2015

The Penguins trounced Idris Elba's villain in No Good Deed. Here's the review;

Penguins of Madagascar

Dir: Eric Darnell, Simon J Smith
Starring Tom McGrath, Benedict Cumberbatch, John Malkovich

At last: they’re upgraded to the starring roles they deserved all along. The snappy, wisecracking penguins with the military discipline and can-do attitude are front-and-centre in this latest Madagascar adventure, and it’s the best of the series. The Penguins’ adventure is exhilarating and delirious and hilarious, and Brandon Sawyer’s script is supercharged with gags; it positively effervesces with great lines. Now the guys are menaced by a giant octopus called Brine (voiced by John Malkovich), a resentful supervillain haunted by the past – maybe inspired by Syndrome from The Incredibles – who resents the way cute penguins stole his thunder when they were all in the zoo together. He attempts an abduction, but the boys are helped by a mysterious organisation called North Wind, led by a sleek wolf voiced by Benedict Cumberbatch. The film gets off to a glorious start, satirising the fashion for sentimental nature documentaries about penguins, with a character surreally voiced by Werner Herzog, who enthuses disquietingly about the cute penguins. The toweringly high standard is maintained throughout. There aren’t many films as well-written as this: it’s a Christmas slam-dunk. What with Paddington and these three penguins, holiday entertainment is pretty well covered.

Peter Bradshaw The Guardian

10/01/2015

...and we rounded off the year with a top five chart of our film highlights of 2014.....

10/01/2015

Idris Elba banned from playing villains! It's official. First Homegirl complained, now Star FM's Nyaradzo Makombe backed her up with this clear instruction to Mr Elba......

10/01/2015

Almost there with the catchup. This was the final film faceoff of 2014.....

10/01/2015

A bit of catchup, seeing as the festive holiday is only just now officially over....

Let us know your film highlight of the year and you could win 2 tickets to watch a film of your choice in Harare.....  T...
04/12/2014

Let us know your film highlight of the year and you could win 2 tickets to watch a film of your choice in Harare.....

The best response on facebook or Whatsapp will win the prize and announced on our final show of the year, next week!!!!!

So get thinking......Hmn, ZIFF, Transformers Age of Extinction, Licence to Drive....

30/11/2014

This week's film face off....

29/11/2014

.....so in response Homegirl compiled this list......

29/11/2014

Big Boss in low budget films diss outrage.....

Big Boss caused widespread disquiet across the nation when he suggested that low budget films weren't all that......

22/11/2014

This week's show was so packed; the face-off, live studio guests and more mini-beef between homegirl and big boss. So we posted it here......

22/11/2014

Last weeks film faceoff......

The return of Vin Diesel, Dwayne Johnson, the late Paul Walker and not an Oscar in sight....we're excited!
02/11/2014

The return of Vin Diesel, Dwayne Johnson, the late Paul Walker and not an Oscar in sight....we're excited!

Furious 7 - Official Trailer (HD) In Theaters and IMAX April 3, 2015 http://www.furious7.com/ Continuing the global exploits in the unstoppable franchise bui...

02/11/2014

Revealed.....a release date for Sabhuku Vharazipi 3?

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