The screen cut to black. Then, a film began. It wasn't an action movie. It was a grainy home video of a Cambodian family at a market in 1992. A little boy ran between the stalls. A woman laughed. Rain fell on a tin roof.

A grainy intro played—a thumping, royalty-free synth beat over a stock footage explosion. Then, the screen faded to black. A deep, slightly distorted voiceover began in Khmer: "In a city of steel and broken dreams, one man will rise..."

He clicked.