Hideo Gosya—Gohiki no’shinshi Tetsuya Nakadai is a wonderful actor. He was talented and charismatic, expressive eyes and memorable facial expressions, plastic - he could only tell more expressively than any words. The story of how his hero through prison gets into the corporation of killers was incredibly fashionable in those years. The gloomy style of neo-noir referred us more to the French films of Melville and the film adaptations of Hemingway’s Assassins, where Alain Delon usually shone. And it turns out that Nakadai and Delon have a lot in common. They played people cold-blooded and at the same time all deeply experiencing, passing through themselves, thinking.
The picture about how an ordinary person suddenly becomes a killer, enters the taste and gets lost in this came out very stylish. The whole film was chased by strange people, he was driven. Sumburity and farce reached almost Kafkaesque limits. But all these circumstances do not allow us to recognize the film as elegant. Not at all. With very rich and even sometimes outstanding individual shots or scenes, the whole film is rather tired. It's too monosyllable. Even the final silent game of Nakadai multiplied by successful sharp turns of the camera can not change this simplicity. Everything seems to be there, and if you make a teaser, the film may seem like a masterpiece.
5 out of 10