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<font size="4"><br>Purple Butterfly</font>
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<br>movie review by David Gurevich</font>
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<p><i>Purple Butterfly</i> is easily one of the most beautiful, suspenseful, and thrilling movies I have seen in quite some time. It is also the most frustrating one since <i>21 Grams</i>. The latter, by the way, has absolutely nothing to do with <i>Purple Butterfly</i>, except for both directors share a penchant for posing puzzles to their audiences. At least Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu, the director of <i>21 Grams</i>, decided halfway that enough is enough and went linear. Not so Lou Ye, the equally talented director of <i>Purple Butterfly. </i>
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