The Crimson Kimono

Fuller's heralded direction is deserving of its accolades, certainly, in terms of the cinematography, storytelling (mostly), and his anti-racist themes. Shadows and faces (erm, not intentionally referencing Cassavetes) dominate the film, giving us both mystery and humanity, which feels right for Fuller. A misstep or two in one area is off-set by strengths in others--the sword fight is an awkward moment narratively but choreographed perfectly. The progressive social commentary is played up heavily, but at least it's there in some form.

What felt off to me, though, were the performances. I did not feel the chemistry. The two friends/partners on the force seemed a little awkward, perhaps because of the slightly heavy handed script at times, and the love triangle suffered because of it. The inherent betrayal of it lacked the punch it deserved, and using the sword fight scene to climax it only weakened it further.

December count: 19/100