Dealer

Director Bence Máté builds the film as a series of documentary-like observations, relying on long takes and naturalistic dialogue. The camera refrains from judgment, simply documenting the routine, transforming the mundane into a portrait of a generation on the margins.

What lingers after viewing is the melancholic rhythm of a city where inner emptiness hides behind outward calm. A quiet but persistent question about the cost of mere existence remains. — MovieFinder Editorial