Disturbing study of corruption with an explosive performance by Gian Maria Volonte. This is sweat-drenched, stinky political satire with a kinky score by Ennio Morricone which ranks among his very best.
Bolstered by early signs of Kazan's masterful direction, but lacking in the first-rate performances he brought out of his later, better casts. Dana Andrews does what he can with the stark, straight-forward material, but the already-short film overstays its welcome by at least ten minutes.
Simply one of the great silent comedies, by one of the great silent comedians. There probably isn't a film from the twenties remembered more often for a single scene than this is for the clock tower sequence, but the whole film is a balanced mechanism of pure comic geniusness.
Achingly beautiful drama by the great Satyajit Ray, adapted from the popular book by Rabindranath Tagore. Ray's genius is in his restraint, tucking the intensity of what is going on in Charulata's mind and heart in places the camera can't see directly, and letting his audience go digging for it. A milestone in Indian and feminist cinema.