Eisenstein's awesome -- almost to the point of unapproachable -- two-part history lesson, done in operatic style, stiffened, inflated, and inflamed. It is especially expressive (or maybe just excessive) in its employment of tapered beards, bulging robes, horrific shadows, crazy-house tilts, hypnotic glowerings. Music by Prokofiev; photography by Tisse; acting by Cherkassov. (1944) — Duncan Shepherd
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