Dream City Film Club. Tortured Romance dueling with forays into blistering sonic blasts, post-intoxication blues, and the Desire to be Swallowed up in the Bliss of Absolute Release. The belt is tightening around the neck, the death birds are circling outside and all the bills have been paid in full. Yet, somehow, this soaring menace creeps in and rescues us from certain annihilation in the deepest recesses of the blackest of nights. Aggression, Purity and Hunger.