Back in 1960's France, masked wrestling was not a kitsch, novelty sport with a cult following -- it was serious business. According to the accepted narrative, it was not only a spectacle of brutality, but a powerful assertion of good triumphing over evil. In each match, a white-masked wrestler fought it out with a black-masked one, and ultimately emerged victorious. I don't think I need to elaborate on the symbolism here. And so, using this profession, with clear-cut versions of good and bad, as a backdrop for a film-noir, a genre which thrives on blurring the lines between the two opposing forces, is the first of many clever, inspired decisions director David Perrault makes in his film Our Heroes Died Tonight (Nos Héros Sont Mort...
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