This 2011 Argentinian er, film, was hands down the most abysmally dull thing I have ever had the misfortune of witnessing. Despite its short running time, I managed to doze off on my neighbor's (stranger's) shoulder. Advertised as a sexy thriller, "Absent" was neither sexy nor thrilling. But that is not why the film was a massive failure. The reasons for its painful unwatchability stem from the writing and direction. I won't spend any time on an analysis of exactly what renders this piece of crap so artless because it will just upset me, but I will say that certain people simply should not be allowed to project their "art" onto others. (Ok, it was partially my fault. It is a two-way process. And I did pay $11.) Marco Berger, you know you're failing when you have two characters in forever darkened, enclosed spaces, and the sexual chemistry which you are so desperately aching to create does not come. Do not watch.
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