Things really heat up with the
addition of a group of Muslim
Brotherhood supporters, caus-
ing ructions between the two
factions as they verbally and
physically spar like two dogs in a
one-dog kennel.
The obvious western parallel
for Clash might be something
like Sidney Lumet’s Twelve An-
gry Men, but it excises the idea
that one voice can make a dif-
ference. Here, in the dankness
and darkness of Diab’s mobile
cage, a single voice struggles to
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be heard, let alone listened to.
Both sides argue their case, not
always convincingly, but neither
wins any ground. What little am-
ity emerges comes out of mere
necessity, like when a small bot-
tle of water is passed between
the two parched cliques, or how
both groups of men agree to
turn their backs to allow a young
girl to relieve herself.
The physical toil of the truck’s
seemingly endless journey is so
tangible that I recommend you
take a trip to your cinema’s bath-
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