Set in the bleak aftermath and devastation of the World War I, a recently demobbed soldier, Timosh, returns to his hometown Kiev, after having survived a train wreck. His arrival coincides ... See full summary »
A spiral design spins dizzily. It's replaced by a spinning disk. These two continue in perfect alternation until the end: a spiral design, a disk. Each disk is labelled and can be read as ... See full summary »
100.000.000 peasants - illiterate, poor, hungry. There comes a day when one woman decides that she can live old life no longer. Using ways of new Soviet state and industrial progress she changes life and labor of her village.
Sergei M. Eisenstein
A wealthy man invites the local wealthy bachelors over for a puppet show about men who covet another man's wife. The puppeteer is actually a witch and gives the men nightmares about what could happen if they date the lady of the house.
Flashback story of an escape from the lonely, high-security Dartmoor Prison. A jealous barber's assistant is enraged by the attentions that his manicurist girlfriend pays to a customer. He ... See full summary »
Hans Adalbert Schlettow,
A five-person team of gold prospectors in the Yukon has just begun to enjoy great success when one of the members snaps, and suddenly kills two of the others. The two survivors, a husband ... See full summary »
Andrei lives a secluded life with his aunt, studying and thinking about his now-deceased mother. His friend Tsenin is concerned, and tries to get Andrei to accompany him to social events. ... See full summary »
"I say Claude old boy, why don't we take the old charabanc on a jolly old jaunt from Lands End to John O'Groats? Cover the country from top to tail, as it were, eh? What a wizard wheeze that would be! And, dash it all, wasn't your old man a pioneering cinema-whatchamacallit?! We could take a camera along with us and film all that pretty scenery on the way! Lots of cherub-faced little tykes playing sandcastles by the sea, that sort of thing. The countryside will soon never be the same, what with all this new-fangled technology, you know. Shame, sound hasn't been invented yet, but we could try filming in that new colour process you've been working on. What's that? Colour-fringing? Good Lord, old boy, it's colour! Like the real world! Don't you see? The colour could blur all over the place and the hoi-polloi paying their tuppence-ha'penny won't give a deuce. Anyway, the picture looks rather spiffing if everybody would just stand still while we're filming. And it will be a topping excuse to chat to giggling young lovelies in their bathing suits. What's that? Cardiff and Glasgow? Well, I suppose so, but I was thinking more of the likes of Weston-Super-Mare and Blackers, don't you know. And afterwards, we could cut the film up into segments and show it as a weekly travelogue in picture houses. Might even make a bob or two. Another sherry, old chap?"
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