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Bobby 2022-04-20 09:01:48
Did no one mention class contradictions?
The contradiction between the ronin Jinyun and the Jingyi family reflects the contradiction between the proletariat and the capitalists. As Marx said, the ancient proletariat lived on society, and today's society lives on the proletariat. In the movie, the owner of Jingyi plays with a folding fan...
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Keith 2022-04-19 09:02:13
[Film Review] Harakiri (1962) 8.5/10
Less than a fetishistic scrutiny of the savage seppuku ritual, Kobayashi's Edo period drama HARAKIRI is actually a revenge tale in disguise. The year is 1630, Hanshiro Tsugumo (Nakadai), a masterless ronin, requests to perform seppuku in a feudal lord's palace on the pretense that he chooses to end...
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Chandler 2022-03-29 09:01:03
Hashimoto Shinobu's script is really awesome. The absurd drama at the beginning turns into a tragedy, and the narrative method of disrupting time and space ensures the observability of the film, while controlling the rhythm and sweeping the background. The practice of the family at the end of the film is worth recalling, and the armor and history books that are symbols of Bushido throughout the film are really meaningful. Tatsuya Nakadai is really nice.
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Yvonne 2022-03-28 09:01:04
The depth of introspection on the Bushido spirit is astonishing. The cowardly warrior who seems to be extorting money in the opening story has such hardships. His father-in-law can be called a great revenge, but he can't jump out of the framework of culture, and the same is true for the final cut. But the beginning of the bamboo sword cutting the abdomen, and the end of the retainer's use of means to completely obliterate this matter are both shocking. The former is physical cruelty, and the latter is spiritual horror. Survival is always so hard.
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