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Well-made arthouse films are, without a doubt, the cinematic genre that I enjoy most. Which is why movies that unsuccessfully attempt to pass themselves off as such annoy me to no end, particularly when they give the genre itself an undeserved reputation. Regrettably, that’s very much the case with writer-director Sven Bresser’s debut feature outing, “Reedland.” When widowed Dutch reed cutter Johan (Gerrit Knobbe) stumbles upon the corpse of a young woman in one of his fields, he’s troubled at what he finds. It’s suggested (though never made especially clear) that he feels guilty about this di…
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