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Death Note: The Last Name (REVIEW)

Last week when I reviewed the first “Death Note” movie I praised it for its willingness to toss logic out of the window and work as a pure entertainment delivery system. The movie played like an intricate cat-and-mouse mystery rewritten by a 12-year-old boy high on Pokari Sweat and Men’s Pocky, but it had such an atmosphere of goofy, breathless fun that it was easy to ignore the plot holes, one-dimensional characters and general sense of implausibility and watch it as pure escapism.

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