Fell more and more in love with this through time and memory, and wanted to see if it held up on a second viewing. Immensely funny and beautiful, with a lingering, pervasive sadness.
I've always related Kurosawa films to black-and-white photography, having never seen his colour films. Never again. Kurosawa's own past as a painter comes to its full fruition in this visual masterpiece about illusion and reality. The film is visual poetry, engaging the viewer with stunning use of colour, showing us the darker sides of humanity.
After the death of warlord Shingen Takeda, his men decide to train a thief as his double, Kagemusha - literally meaning shadow warrior. Shingen's enemies…
I remember seeing this when it first came out in 2010, and being kind of underwhelmed by it. Let me explain.
I never got inside the movie, and always felt that I was on a different wavelength than Aronofsky wanted me to be. The portrayals seemed off, the creepiness out of place, and the plot jerky and uneven. I still felt that there was something there, it was a great movie, it just didn't live up to the hype and…