Perhaps the best way to describe Petrov's Flu, the latest from Russian stage and film director Kirill Serebrennikov, is an extended cinematic fever dream.
Not Quite four years since Mission: Impossible-Fallout and much of Tom Cruise's purpose remains the same - if it hasn't exactly grown in religious fervor.
In Tributes, parodies and homage; in bits of her movies, sliced into iconic clips rendering them instantly recognizable even to those who haven't actually watched them; in mournful recollections of stars snuffed out too soon.
Mixed into the wail of alarms, hiss of teargas and thunderous calls for the fall of the regime in Beirut, another sound is ripping through the night air, and this one comes from the depths of hell itself.