Laissez bronzer les cadavres AKA Let the Corpses Tan (2017)

I'm in the mood for movies with complete sentences for names, but I don't know what this sentence means. Had I known what this was, I wouldn't have been in the mood for it at all. It seems some Belgians watched every Western movie, and then made a micro-budget heist film. A lot of shots zoomed in on eyes, or from the point of view of a hip holster. Every once in a while, somebody sputters an incoherent line of nonsense.

After twenty minutes of nothing but highly-stylized shots, I gotta check Wikipedia to see if I've just been suckered into watching a 1.5-hour long camera test. "Borderline incoherent" and "a film of almost delirious excess", rave reviewers.

In the last 10 minutes: they're still in the same desert hideout, executing each other with pistols to the mouth. Some sort of abstract erotic scene with blood and gold paint. Zooms on narrowed eyes and pistols. I see it hasn't really gone anywhere in the last hour. They have a wildly abstract pistol shootout. I can't tell who "they" even is. The silhouette of a woman pees golden paint on a guy's face. It's definitely a 1.5-hour long test reel.