Dersu Uzala (1975). Another masterpiece by Kurosawa. How he directs a Russian movie with a Mongolian co-lead is a mystery, but he does so wonderfully. This beautiful flick centers around the friendship that grows between two unlikely men, one adventurous but deeply civilized and cultured, the other innocent and wild. The movie almost has a documentary feel to it in the beginning, but this slowly ebbs away as the relationship between the Russian and the Gondi wildman comes to fruition. The cinematography at time was felt more than seen. The irony of "civilized man" really rears its ugly head in a cryptic sense at the of this incredible movie. Ashe.
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