And now my jaw aches...

Just watched Once Were Warriors for the first time.

A brutal bloody film that made me incredibly angry, and I spent a large part of film with my teeth clenched tightly. Don't get me wrong -- I enjoyed it. It's a tale of a dysfunction and culturally-estranged Maori family in urban NZ. An abusive charmer of a husband, his strong-willed wife, and their children.

But it's a frustrating thing to watch powerlessness in its many forms. Or those who are slaves to habit, acquiescence and insecurity.

Anyway, if you haven't seen it already, you might want to check it out. The ending made me very... er, satisfied.