![]() ![]() The camerawork is subdued without being staid, the music perfectly fits the turn of the century setting. His arc is harrowing, astounding- his ultimate fate left me in such a state of catharsis, such as I rarely ever feel with any work of art. An alien no matter where he goes, either among his fellow Jews or among the Gentiles who alternately marvel at his magic yet scorn him for his cultural identity and acting profession a seducer who will love a woman one minute, then treat her like dirt the next a spiritual seeker both hungry for and angry at a God he is not sure he believes in. Yasha the magician is one of the most complicated movie heroes, so much he makes the likes of Travis Bickle seem simplistic. I have no words, really- this movie has left me stunned. I had to watch this from a VHS rip when it deserves the Criterion treatment. ![]() Why do sentimental tosh and Oscar-baity biopics get all the home video releases and adoration, while masterful, haunting work like THE MAGICIAN OF LUBLIN is doomed to obscurity. It amazes me how many great films fall between the cracks due to distribution problems and the march of time. ![]()
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