Destiny (1921) is one of Fritz Lang’s most underrated films and a real gem from the silent era. It’s a beautifully crafted story about death and fate, told through three different stories set in different times and places. What makes it stand out is how Lang uses editing and structure to connect these stories, creating this eerie, dreamlike atmosphere where time feels slippery and nothing is quite safe.

Visually, it’s pure Weimar-era expressionism — those bold shadows, stylized sets, and…

I feel like I saw part of this film a long, long time ago, and I’m sure that if I did, I was far too young to savor all the marrow in this hard bone to gnaw. Perhaps this sense of déjà vu has something to do with the fact that Toshiro Mifune has spilled more blood on screen than a dozen Tarantino movies combined.

Now that I’ve finally found the patience to watch this Greek tragedy set in medieval…

La Jetée is hard to classify. Imagine walking into a photography exhibition and encountering a photo essay that you must interpret. Your mind wanders, trying to decipher the artist’s intent. Not everyone will reach the same conclusions, but at least you experience that moment of mental travel—that fleeting connection with the artist’s purpose, message, and aesthetics—an edifying experience, to say the least.

The visuals provide a narration; you supply the interpretation of the plot. The photographs, like fragments of memory,…