Reviews by Rath

The story is no prodigy of invention but entertaining, photography is fantastic and the interpretation of Lim Soo-jung and Jung Ji-hoon are pretty good, especially hers. Not missing a couple of sublime scenes clearly inspired by the anime with the music that put background is amusing because it is impossible to take them seriously. In short, "I'm a Cyborg..." is not a perfect film, nor round, but very funny, well directed and which is not a waste of time.

Notice that subject is an absolute break with the previous trilogy's director, where violence was the main ingredient, but "Old Boy" seeming to do the best that has run its maker.

Another sample of the most recommended Kim Ki-duk. This gives us a story, broken into several stories are intertwined, harsh and bitter about a group of people with a miserable and unhappy. The characters are caught in a maze of frustration which can not find the exit and go slowly suffocating its walls until eventually discover that it's best to stop looking for the exit chimerical happiness ...

The script is exquisite. The film tells a dark tale full of suffering and violence guise of a beautiful and intimate drama. The performances and the soundtrack are not far behind. It is especially notable theme music, beautiful music and tender, according to the moral miseries of the characters. This section is where you realize what you are superior to Western Eastern time to tune your movies.

The film is dark, and when seem to detect a small ray of light, the director closed the blinds and dark plans as a flock of vultures on the hapless characters in the film. The tape can be interpreted as a Russian roulette in which you know that someone will break a bullet in his brain, but the question is: who? Because in this film, each and every one of the characters are both victim and executioner for his footage, depending on when they are.

The theme of the movie shows us a vagabond samurai, roaming free, offered to one or another clan that is in his gait and roads, according to their own desires or needs coyuntarales survival, yes always safeguarding justice, honor and the well curb abusers.

But if something has gone down in history "Sanjuro" is thanks to legendary final duel of the film in it, protagonist and antagonist are challenged in a bout that at all different from those appearing in the Westerns of the time. Well, a device failure that spilled the blood of the loser that originated after the pit had a Katana pressure expulsion of red liquid which was used as blood. The show was so spectacular that remained in the final version of the film. But that's not all. One failure inspired the movies, and anime series coming to use the same resource: blood oozing wounds disproportionately. So, and if only for this frikada mythical Sanjuro becomes a milestone for chambaras lover, manga, anime and in short, the whole Japanese culture in general.

Funny short film that is the spitting image of an era. Written, among others, the magnificent tandem Spanish filmmakers Luis Garcia Berlanga composed and screenwriter Rafael Azcona, which led to masterpieces of Spanish cinema as "Plácido" or "El verdugo". In this short Berlanga and Azcona collaborated for the first time, and it fits into the kind of 'berlanguiana' vision, after the war. tells the story of one Julian, a seedy hustler who tries to put a tram to a rich and uneducated farmer. social criticism, tinged with farce with its anticlerical point are the notes of the story.

In the beginning was to be part of a series that would be titled "Los pícaros", which eventually fell through.

More than fiction that narrates this film, what else can be interested in his story is the extraordinary portrait of an era and shows the complex social circumstances of spanish life in the early 60s. I mean the little treated inside the immigration issue, where Spain exported abundant supply of works to other more prosperous european countries, preferably France and Germany.

"La piel quemada" (The Burned Skin) shows the immigration background from Andalusian to Catalonia. It is a portrait of neorealism almost late and called spanish "developmentalism", when the country began to emerge from the postwar structural poverty but still perceived the evils in their society that generated it. The "local color" of those years staged in typical summer sun and sea, but seen from the curious relationship between bricklayers some spanish and foreign tourists is simply priceless and is superbly captured in the screen.

This is, for me, the best film of the British comedy group Monty Python. More basting that "Knights of the Square Table" and less pretentious than "The Meaning of Life", the various sketches, here, have greater coherence and substance criticism. Even the production design is more elaborate, with the soundtrack and songs. The script, the best, no doubt, interpretations, satire oozes everywhere.

"Life of Brian" criticizes the urgent need for the human being to believe in a savior, someone who represents divine rules that give explanation to the succession of events, critical human faith, the principle of transcendence ... "Why is your God will be more absurd than mine?"

Here the criticism and ridicule is far more radical against the political class and against the man as an individual, giving us the opportunity to laugh at ourselves, and in this aspect, where "Life of Brian" is enlarged to become a unique comedy.

Film released in Spain at Christmas 1966. Starring the famous family Telerin who sent to sleep in the bed during years at spanish chilhood, just after finish the children's TV programming. Adapted several children's stories written by Hans Christian Andersen and was a great public success. Although the film is not worth much, i remember with pleasure as one of my unforgettable childhood memories.

Based on a play by Georges Neveux and raised in a tone between dreamlike and eerie, the film develops a fantasy filled with allegorical resonances. Marcel Carné achieved with "Juliette ou La clef des songes" which I think deserves to be considered his best film "installed" in the poetic realism of which he is their peak rating. Special mention deserves the splendid work of interpretation of its main actors.

Based on a text of the prestigious novelist and screenwriter Anthony Shaffer ("Frenzy," "Sleuth") Robin Hardy adapted with a light and carefree approach this unusual thriller features, due in part to have been conceived as a musical director ethnographic , which can either divert the viewer's attention, turn your concentration, or maybe give a breath of fresh air to anyone who wants to see something different from the typical horror film of the era, which had already been explored almost all topics that could offer the genre, everything is ultimately a matter of taste. The truly significant film is its parodic vision of Western society, the comparison of various religious rituals and sexual freedom and lack of decency of the community, a fact that torments deeply conservative and good Christian Sergeant Howie.

This work has all the characteristics of a cult, especially what was achieved with such a tight budget, for example, both the dark and rich Scottish landscapes photographed by Harry Waxman, the folk music of Paul Giovanni, the presence of great performers, including Edward Woodward, Christopher Lee's iconic and beautiful blonde female as Britt Ekland, Diane Cilento, Ingrid Pitt and. First, future Bond girl, the second ex-wife of 007 himself, Sean Connery.

Quintessential cult film within the horror genre, "The Wicker Man" is still a rare bird that surprises the unclassifiable of its proposal for its unusual mix of genres, the beauty of natural landscapes that are rolled, for the dreamlike photography that gives the hallucinatory and hallucinatory atmosphere and the many small details that enrich his sensational staging. Must see the Director's Cut to enjoy it in its fullness.

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Thus, the splendid screenplay by Shaffer has a tendency to ridicule the beliefs sanctimonious Sergeant (it is worth remembering the scene in which Howie is outraged at a ceremony because women are jumping a fire completely naked, to which replies with Lord Summerisle overwhelming logic: "Naturally, it is much more dangerous jump over the fire with your clothes on," or when the latter defines Jesus as "Son of a virgin impregnated by a ghost"), but we finally reached an end that reveals the dark side of some villagers capable of committing the folly of human sacrifice as a sign of offering to the gods save their crops, so that criticism of religion is balanced exacerbated by both parties.

With a dazzling Christopher Lee as master of ceremonies (true patron of the movie, love all the old pagan religions and esoteric cults that enclose the old rituals, always said "The wicker man" as one of his favorite movies) and Edward Woodward giving a strong and credible replica (on paper, though, that only Peter Cushing could have definitely sublimate), the film offers a wonderful crescendo of the plot up to the tremendous climax narrative, giving us one of the most chilling end gender history and leaving behind countless scenes to remember: our retinas will be stored forever, among others, the scene of the sensual dance of a nude Britt Eckland testing the temperance of Sto. Howie and the hypnotic set of masks that infiltrates the protagonist in search of the missing girl (real McGuffin of the film).

With an exact budget and a lot of, but that great imagination, Peter Jackson leads us to an orgy of blood, guts and very much humor. With very his technology of filming (an aim in continuous movement that introduces the spectator in the work as one more observer), a few guessed right special effects and a script descabelladamente absurd, hilariously and grotesquely, this good man and better person offered to us the best gore movie of all the times. One walked the tape for half a world, for a few festivals and there was acclaimed by all all that they saw her, even by the own Stuart Gordon.

They were good times for our affable rather fat one. A violent drama, Celestial Creatures, allowed to Jackson to flee of the encasillamiento and to demonstrate that the gore one was not his only capacity. But then Hollywood came and swallowed it. The Frighteners (Seize your this ghosts, ridiculous title in Spanish) and The Master of the Rings removed him from the independence, preventing that the maturity was becoming set in his cinema. King Kong was a lamentable and unnecessary review and already we will see what provides His Lovely Bones, his near announced launch. Probably be quite lost or probably not, only the time will say it. At least it had a time of total liberate for this new Zealander who allowed him to give us the better thing that the gore one and the series b has vomited to the cinematographic world. Alone Braindead is suitable for some few ones.

Refrain everyone who has known Jackson for his most recent works. There are no elves, hobbits furry feet good-natured, bearded dwarves, magic rings or anything. This is not for everyone.