Paul Schrader's visually stunning biography of Yukio Mishima is a bold, operatic fusion of his life, his art, and his dramatic final day. Structured around four thematic chapters, it uses stylized flashbacks and excerpts from his novels to illuminate the complex psyche of the controversial Japanese author. A masterful, unconventional portrait of artistic and ideological extremism.
from “9 Unsung Visions: Films That Shaped the Margins of Cinema” →
Eiko Ishioka went completely feral on the production design and I have never recovered. You get three distinct aesthetics in one movie, but the fictional chapters set in golden, hyper-theatrical stages clear everything else. The clash of lacquered black enamel, blinding cadmium yellow, and paper-walled architecture looks like a gallery installation brought to life. John Bailey lights each set piece with surgically clean precision. It feels bold, sharp, geometric, and impossibly chic without breaking a single sweat.
from “10 movies where the color palette and lighting live completely rent-free” →