Kagemusha

The stagnant machinery of a hollow shadow: A 1.0-star "pathetic" marathon through ceremonial dust.2011 (1.0)I watched Akira Kurosawa’s "Kagemusha" (1980) in 2011, and it remains a visceral 1.0-star trauma in my archive—a "vivid" display of visual pageantry that failed to provide even a sliver of emotional "revelation." While the production attempted a "sensational" and high-tension historical epic with thousands of extras and rhythmic color-coded armies, the narrative rhythm felt incredibly "stagnant" and mechanical, dragging through a 180-minute runtime that lacked the "chewy" intellectual depth or the "raw" human distrust of my 5.0-star pillars. Seeing the "pathetic" and repetitive rituals of the double **** the fourth wall of my patience; the film felt 100% like a "stagnant" rehearsal for his later masterpiece, "Ran," rather than a "vivid" cinematic act of rebellion. Although the color was "vividly" coordinated, the emotional payoff felt "stagnant" and unearned, leaving me in a state of "silent frustration" at its detached, ceremonial tone. The 95% preservation of my memory is dominated by the rhythmic, "raw" agony of the slow pacing and the "vivid" but ultimately hollow finale, creating a permanent, "pathetic" scar of chronological waste on my soul. Unlike the high-tension precision of "The Experiment" or the "raw" soul of "West Side Story," this theatrical encounter possessed no life, standing only as a "stagnant" 1.0-star artifact of "pathetic" storytelling. It remains in my 2011 record as a "vivid" warning against bloated masterpieces—a "stagnant" encounter with a "pathetic" rhythm that failed to leave any "sensational" impact on my psychological archive.

Oh ben mince alors, la grosse bouse de 2h40 que voilà…! alors 2h40 peut-être… mais qui semblent durer 4h40 ou 5h40. Environ. Il faut dire que la mise en scène statique et psycho-rigide d’un autre âge (révolu) n’arrange rien, bien au contraire. Seuls les costumes impressionnent un minimum (et les armures surtout) ainsi que quelques figurants (quand même). On remarque ça de loin en loin, alors qu’on avance à marche forcée avec l’avance rapide. Mais même comme ça… on fatigue vite. Les paupières se font lourdes et la somnolence vous envahit… Très peu d’action dans cette chienlit de toute façon… surtout des bavardages de types constipés qui attendent de monter sur le trône et/ou de virer celui qui l’occupe déjà. A noter que l’on s’est fendu d’une VF intégrale pour cette grosse bouse… une VF excellente certes mais franchement, c’est de la confiture à un cochon de film de merde ! quel gâchis et quel temps perdu ! car ce film long comme un jour sans pain et à dormir debout est également nul à chier debout !