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In the Shadows 

"In the Shadows" slithers through underworld Berlin in grand style. En route to a twisty finale, German writer-director Thomas Arslan keeps his audience glued to the increasingly desperate actions of Trojan, a thirtysomething career criminal whose latest job slowly catches up with him.
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"In the Shadows" slithers through underworld Berlin in grand style. En route to a twisty finale, German writer-director Thomas Arslan keeps his audience glued to the increasingly desperate actions of Trojan, a thirtysomething career criminal whose latest job slowly catches up with him.

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Genre:Drama, Thriller, Crime
Directed By:Thomas Arslan
Written By:Thomas Arslan
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Runtime:85 minutes
Studio:Schramm Film, ZDF

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