蜘蛛巣城 [Throne of blood] (1957)
True destiny will manifest itself whether one tries to escape or not. Seldom has that lesson of fate’s bitter irony been taught as bluntly as in Kurosawa’s eerie, formal samurai version of Macbeth.
Violently overacted in typical eastern manner, theatrical to the extreme, and far too tedious for its uncomplicated story. Still in my book for emotional intensity, harsh moral, and stunning visuals.