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Synopsis: A bookshop renowned for its rare works is mysteriously and completely filled with copies of a book entitled 1, which doesn't appear to have a publisher or author. The strange almanac describes what happens to the whole of humanity in the space of a minute. A police investigation begins and the bookshop staff are placed in solitary confinement by the Bureau for Paranormal Research (RDI Reality Defense Institute). As the investigation progresses, the situation becomes more complex and the book increasingly well known, raising numerous controversies (political, scientific, religious and artistic). Plagued by doubts, the protagonist has to face facts: reality only exists in the imagination of individuals.
Genre: Sci-Fi, Thriller
Director(s): Pater Sparrow
  12 wins & 5 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.1
Year:
2009
91 min
119 Views


To consider to laugh off

this book as a prohibited.

We may be indignant about him,

we may regard it as a libel, which

hurts the humanity.

It may be our consolation that

nobody may make a film of him.

Everybody would like to know

who wrote the book.

Man or woman?

Or more there were persons?

Strange, that nobody gave a thought to

this, the occasion offered itself after

the book of the world records though.

There was a big bestseller.

Nowadays it lures the publishers and the

authors better, which everybody buys,

but nobody has to read it.

The idea was lying on the street

after the appearance.

It was necessary to bend

down for him only.

The wax-works of the records

had a big deficiency.

It became obsolete quickly.

This lord rolled a billiard ball up

under 7 days with his nose,

on top of a mountain serpentine.

Somebody came then, who did

it with a nutmeg under 3 days.

But he died of septicemia onto

the bloody one wounded onto a nose.

This provided a spicy smack

to the record.

The thing is slightly obscure.

The intellectuals' majority did not like

the records, the sensation, the tarp.

And taking the majorities' reading

habits into consideration, some people

an elite opened a bookshop.

-Do not wrap the story-book!

-I would like Valerij to read out

from him in the evening today.

-I'm afraid of the storm.

-Thank you, Maya.

-We thank you for having

honoured, Mrs.Keylock

-You go to let the door

open, I'll do it...

-You are bored?

Book just like that was needed to idea,

what is similar to the book of

the records, but serious.

What it is not possible to

settle with a shrug.

The book publishers are afraid

of the expense of the books.

Because the "law" prevail on

this area, that nobody reads.

He does not understand it if he reads.

He forgets it promptly

if he understands it.

Because of this everybody desired a

book that wrote about all men what

do in at the same time.

Like this would not cripple the

consciousness that it is with

stupid things stuff our head.

While the essential things

happen somewhere else.

But a book like this did not exist, which

is about everything simultaneously,

and obscures everything else.

Until now.

-What the eye sees and what

I see in the eye, identical.

-Sir?

-Sir, can I help you?

-Really you want to help?

-No. Generally not, but... it was

said, the question suits me well.

-Anybody said it, you were right.

-Sir!

-He said it.

-Excuse me.

-Mrs. Satin did not notice that you

are it in shop and she closed the door.

-Of course not we keep it locking our

customers, I let you out promptly,

come this.

-Vitrubius.

-Pardon?

-Vitrubius's book was here to the left.

Did you sell it?

-No. I don't know about that.

-Though it was here, I remember.

-We transferred it between

the curios, before 90 days.

After they decided so, that not

let it be printed out again.

-The man visited us already?

-Oh, only my dream.

-In my dream I had been on very

beautiful places, this place I love it.

-Thank you.

-We may provide something?

-I don't know.

Where do you keep the curios?

Did not get used to let in the customers

You are the first one.

The exception weakens the rule.

Only is where the border is rigid.

-Yes

-Something's wrong.

We this sh*t?

-Maya!

-Maya!

-What are they here?

-Who brought it here?

-What are you doing?

-You would tell it, what this sh*t?

-What are they here?

-But, but...

-Who you let here in?

-Who brought this here?

-What this "1"?

-How "1"?

-All "1".

-F***.

-Maya, call the police!

-I'm warning you, do not

pester it the evidences!

-The evidence! I forgot it already.

-It is necessary to prove everything,

which there is not.

-Because what there is is unprovable,.

-I have you manacled.

Does not show so, as if onto each

other's helping you would be.

-Maybe because we are not.

-When you release us?

-The medical expert does away

with the boy immediately.

-I would like to make a phonecall!

When is it possible to make a phonecall?

-I told you, not yet.

-No yet!

-I can see it you did not manage to

understand what happened here

it reality defense case.

According to the law, while we may not

talk about a definitive situation,

you are secretals.

I mean I tell it while there is not a

trace, for who to what has the right,

got it?

You may not make even a complaint.

-May occur.

-May not occur.

I am here in order that a

panic does not break out.

We now have coffee until a time.

-Calmly.

Understood?

My colleagues though soon...

You wait, instead that you would

accept it, it that yes.

Do not cheat yourself.

Do not be worried about me, I

cleared bigger "garbage" already.

You have to feel the difference then.

-Everything hangs down from above

and leans on it, what there is under it

There is not an exception.

Mrs. Satin calm down!

Nobody will be in problem and you

are in security already.

We were not till now in danger.

We wait the results, okay?

-This ridiculous.

Not, your tale ridiculous.

-Nobody not seen knows nothing, nobody

nothing, and these are here after all.

Will weigh down on us if we do not raise it.

For what this clown is not checked?

We know our thing, Mr.Eveson.

We check everybody, you.

Not nothing to check, only ourselves.

Mr. Tamel, let him fly back get down, okay?

-Your dreams do not interest me.

You tell it to our psychiatrists.

Maybe look into the book.

-This only a book

Was written on a human language

and implies data.

Till tomorrow I tell it, that from

where the data are,

and from where the books are.

We get to those who brough

t it here after it,

and they show it where

what was stolen is,

and we make them relate how it was done.

And nicely may surprise

yourselves in your cell.

I will not ask them why it was made.

-Who knows what will

happen investigates badly.

Do not allow them to handle the books.

Quick I say it because I see it so unple-

asantly you are doing with the thing.

There is a trace indicating a penet-

ration nowhere, we looked at the roof.

Let the being ventilated

system come next then.

There are not eyewitnesses,

unfortunately.

All 4 safety cameras were

pointed at the counter.

But their picture floats in light

from p.m. 8 hours.

The pedestrians saw the single

car that left at p.m. 7.50.

Mrs. Emillie Keylock a posh old woman.

She employs colour-leather employees.

We know him, old tribe customer.

The rest of the shop's salesmen were

released at the p.m. 7.30,

perfect their alibi.

But I may make changes in

this if you want it.

There are two persons yet,

who did not work.

No, no.

Fingerprints?

What?

Fingerprints!

-On the first 57 books nothing.

This will be hard.

I selected them unintentionally.

But there are more thousand

different ones on the shelves.

We was find hair, strengthening

into the lab.

Does not go fast, may last for weeks.

What is with Al F. Eveson?

-Nothing.

-Clear. A millionaire's smallest son,

moves in a an elite community only.

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