Ο Δράκος [The Ogre of Athens] (1956)
The new year is imminent. A stiff, troubled, lonely little lizard of a basement office clerk is mistaken for the dangerous dragon of the underworld and becomes a catalyst for people around him. Confusion ensues, happiness is just a childish and impossible dream.
Silent movie antics is mixed with noirish tendencies and almost documentary-looking sequences, plus a heavy dependence on music, dancing, movement. Altogether this creates a weirdly incoherent and lingering, unsettling feeling – due to crude mistakes, deliberate primitivity, or a mixture?
An entrancing, mysterious experience. In my book of swaying innocence, sad poverty, eroticized rituals, and fatal roleplaying.