The story didn't do much for me but I was blown away by the photography.
I wasn't expecting Ozuesque color stills last night.
Sharing a disc with Heroes for Sale (also Wellman '33) in TCM's Forbidden Hollywood series, Wild Boys of the Road is almost identical to that film but with children instead of adults and also much better. Frankie Darro is super-charismatic as the lead, and his concluding speech is powerful.
The only Kurosawa I had seen was Rashomon (1950) in a class I took in college called Philosophy and Film. I remember dreading it. I don't care for period pieces. Rashomon surprised me. I was impressed by it. I remember the imagery being awe-inspiring and the film being masterfully put together. That said, I still feel as though Rashomon is overrated. The trifurcated plot device is gimmicky, not in the sense that it is lame, but that it is cause…
After seeing Yi Yi (2000) many years ago, and now this, the best word I can think of to describe director Edward Yang is overkill.
His movies consist of perfectly composed scene after perfectly composed scene after perfectly composed scene after perfectly composed scene.
Much action occurs, but Yang moves things along in so stately a manner that the most frequent sound is silence.
The experience of going to see a Yang film is like being excited to dress up…