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“Sinners” is shocking in a very positive way. The balls hall of sinners, despite being just a small piece of the ultra-fashionable paradise, makes your hair stand on end. It is so unexpectedly organized that you literally get lost and wind up somewhere at the nonexistent border between reality and illusion. You are possessed by the feeling that you have found yourself in an unreal, virtual existence and you are not sitting in front of the computer or in the cinema: you are here – seated or standing, playing in a new, completely unknown but pretty nifty game. That’s the new balls hall: astonishing and pleading you to leave behind the heavy burden of the day, to kick out the daily grind, to be seductive as the Devil and extravagant as God, to be cosmopolitan, to be different.
