In “Moscow Nights” Antonin Kratochvil takes us on a journey into a sphere of decadent sensuality that instantly transports the viewer into a dark, dingy, salacious, circus-like combination of nudity, lust and raw sexual power. It is a view of Moscow’s underworld and, as its voyeurs, it is hard not to be touched by the lonely, drugged, almost hollow emptiness lurking beneath the external atmosphere of fervent sexuality. It is also hard not to feel the raw edge and danger that exists in the world of “Moscow Nights”.
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