Endless repetition marks Camp X-Ray, the directorial debut of Peter Sattler. Guards pace in never-ending circles around narrow corridors that resemble a clinical laboratory complex, yet contain only the remnants of a distant war on terror that’s moved far beyond the stage where capturing suspected extremists has much point anymore. If the interminable circuits are hard on the guards, forced to check methodically on each detainee (not prisoner – that would mean they have some rights), they’re a mental death sentence for those locked up for close to a decade. Some might be guilty, others are almost certainly innocent. Either way, this thoughtful Guantanamo Bay drama sees them wrapped up in a haze of impotent rage going nowhere other than gradually insane.
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