Grigori Kozintsev's Korol Lir (1971), "King Lear", is a marvelous feast for the eyes and intellect. It resembles a 1960's film, complete with surreal, odd landscapes that look like the Baltic ocean coast. It is surprising it was made in (1971) though, as it is in black and white and rather moody, resulting in torrential flows of anguish.
The tale is about a selfish, superficial king who loses everything in his kingdom. The acting is superb. The costumes exquisite, and everything looks real and fresh.
Don't expect to come out of this happy, as it is a boastful tragedy and yet it is very beautiful, and even some type of humanity is injected into it that wasn't censored out by the Zoviet central committee.
The tale is about a selfish, superficial king who loses everything in his kingdom. The acting is superb. The costumes exquisite, and everything looks real and fresh.
Don't expect to come out of this happy, as it is a boastful tragedy and yet it is very beautiful, and even some type of humanity is injected into it that wasn't censored out by the Zoviet central committee.