THE FUSE

In Anke Blondé’s latest feature, two friends — middle-aged men in expensive suits — walk in step through offices and banquet halls for much of the first act. You might expect their strides to be scored by a power ballad or an upbeat hip-hop track, but “Dust” is a film of financial fraud brought to light, so it’s scored by morose and heavy strings, and the two men in question are set to be arrested in mere hours. There’s an absurdity and abstraction to the whole affair that affords us a peek into the minds and egos of those who run the modern world, not to mention some tongue-in-cheek disdain nestled within surprising sympathy. However, these flourishes don’t last, and the movie ends up petering out without all that much to say.