The subdued melodrama of Tokyo Chorus stands as a delicate testament to those teachers who not only educate us, but sagely guide us through our lowest moments, as Yasujirō Ozu cultivates his craftsmanship through the tender-hearted tale of an unemployed family man.
So tragically naïve is aspiring painter Maurice in La Chienne that Jean Renoir does not even let his demeaning fall from grace speak for itself, but rather frames this pitiful antihero as a mere puppet on life’s stage of poetic irony, weaving lyrical musings on romance and despair through his fated love triangle.
James Whale steps up the subtext, camp theatrics, and Gothic aesthetic in his sequel, Bride of Frankenstein, delivering not just a lynchpin of horror cinema, but a piece of film that feels even truer to his own humanistic and dramatic sensibilities.
More than just its dark, perverted subject matter, M remains a provocative film in Fritz Lang’s masterful use of subtext and signifiers to understand the mind of a reprehensible child killer, thus becoming one of the key cornerstones of German Expressionism.
