A military helicopter circles in the sky like an evil wasp. Chaos on the ground after the attack. A fast-paced sequence - bleeding people, burning cars and confused soldiers. Subheading: From Beirut - with Love. A cinematic postcard-greeting, so bitter and cynical, it can only come from a city at war with itself. The only dialogue in the film reveals a surprising connotation: Beirut is Paris, or Madrid, or any other metropolis. The scene is set: youth without a future, bomb attacks, drugs, arms, soldiers. The postcard has arrived.