Samurais, Skeletons, Strickland: on shelves and screens this month

Akira Kurosawa’s iconic Seven Samurai (1954) arrives in theaters in 4K.
Akira Kurosawa’s iconic Seven Samurai (1954) arrives in theaters in 4K.

Peter Strickland’s sensual cinema, Akira Kurosawa’s samurai septet and a herculean hustle from Herzog are among this month’s Shelf Life selections.

Now that we’ve ed the midpoint of 2024, it’s time to check in on our Letterboxd stats. Thanks to a handful of trips to film festivals, I’ve logged more movies than there have been days in the year so far. That’s not unusual for someone whose job is, in part, to keep up with what’s going on in cinema culture. What’s strange, at least for me, is the number of movies I’ve rewatched in 2024.

The sheer number of titles released (and re-released) every year can be intimidating, but it also carries a certain urgency. There are so many movies I haven’t seen yet, why spend time watching ones I’ve already experienced? A few reasons, actually: Sometimes, it’s been long enough that it may as well be a first-time watch. Things can jump out on a rewatch that you didn’t notice the first time. There are those times when you have a new friend or love interest, and you’re making sure that your tastes are compatible. (Good luck!)

Perhaps most importantly, you already know that your favorite movie is going to be good. Whatever your reasons for rewatching (or not), Shelf Life covers both the classics and the best new-to-us titles in (re)circulation.

Peter Strickland / A Curzon Collection

Box set available on Blu-ray July 15 from Curzon.

Park Chan-wook and Wong Kar-wai make everyone else look like amateurs, but in the canon of English-language cinema, Peter Strickland is one of the great sensualists. His “psychedelically mannered workplace comedyIn Fabric conveys the sense of touch better than almost any other film, and Berberian Sound Studio takes sound to spellbinding new places. The Duke of Burgundy (pictured above), meanwhile, heightens every single sense. The tale of a dominant lepidopterist and her submissive lesbian lover living in a dreamy all-female world, it’s inspired by ’70s sexploitation, capturing what Jason describes as “a mature, finely nuanced portrait of two adults involved in a committed long-term relationship.” It’s one of the most romantic movies I’ve ever seen.

Given his love of the tactile, it’s fitting that Strickland is getting the retrospective treatment from Curzon, a label whose box sets are not only pleasing to look at but enjoyably weighty and textured to hold. Because Strickland’s only made five feature films to date, Curzon’s release also collects a dozen short films—including one that’s brand-new to this set—and music videos to round out the release. One of those features, Katalin Varga, makes its Blu-ray debut here restored in 2k. It’s an unusual film in Strickland’s catalog, in that it isn’t especially sensual or pleasurable to watch: A rape-revenge story set in rural Transylvania, it sets the template for Strickland’s experiments with ‘disreputable’ B-movie genres, but hinges on restraint rather than excess. “What it doesn’t show [is] as impactful as what other movies over-show,” Paul notes, while Alexander locates a seed of Strickland’s sensual style in a monologue where the title character describes the smell of gasoline on her attacker’s hands.

It’s an example of how Strickland can use his powers for—not evil, per se, but towards off-putting ends. His latest feature, Flux Gourmet, unsettles in a different way: “Weird, exquisite and morbidly funny, Flux Gourmet continues Peter Strickland’s offbeat brand, this time focusing equally on eating and sh–tting,” Nick writes. All I’ll add is that this isn’t a movie to watch during dinner. Pleasure, pain, disgust, terror—they all ecstatically combine in Strickland’s work for a cinema style that isn’t for everyone, but leaves an impression on anyone who watches it.

Hukkle

4K restoration in theaters now from Dekanalog.

Hukkle

Hukkle 2002

Technically, Dekanalog’s 4K restoration of Hungarian director György Pálfi’s debut feature Hukkle premiered last month at the BAM Cinématek in New York. But it was such an unusual and intriguing find—not to mention a strong recommendation for Peter Strickland fans—that I just had to include it here. Pálfi is another director best described as a “sensualist,” as well as one who manages to be quirky without being insufferably cute. Hukkle has the aura of “sitting on your porch and just listening to the sounds of the world around you,” as Levi describes it, wordlessly observing life in a rural Hungarian village with an eye for natural beauty and poetic irony.

The film unfolds in a series of vignettes, beginning with an old man with the hiccups, whose rhythmic gulping provides a sort of heartbeat for the film. We follow residents—both human and animal—as they go about their daily business. Although there are hints that something sinister is going on, the animals don’t really care. They notice when the ground shakes or the wind blows, of course. But what does it matter to the pigs and fish and sheep if humans are dying?

The result is a radical shift in storytelling perspective, “a story told without prioritizing humans” that’s calming and a little unsettling at the same time—or a “less emotional, low-budget, foreign Tree of Life,” says Kelsea. If people are just animals like any other, then a wedding day—or a murder—is no more significant than the giant swinging testicles on a pig as he ambles down a country road. Jake calls it a “brilliantly observed slice of human frailty and insignificance” that “[shows] the human characters as the most inconsequential of all the flora, animals, and cycles of nature they meander through as if they’re astronauts in a strange land.”

With a note for animal lovers that Hukkle contains a scene of a cat being poisoned that’s upsetting but staged (according to the director’s commentary), as well as real footage of frogs and moles dying, Pálfi’s film is currently touring art houses across North America.

Burden of Dreams

4K restoration from Argot Films in theaters beginning July 19 at Film Forum.

Burden of Dreams

Burden of Dreams 1982

The meme-ification of Werner Herzog reached its peak in the pre-pandemic years, as the man of German cinema became a trendy deadpan alt-comedy mascot. Burden of Dreams both defies and reinforces this interpretation: On the one hand, it’s amusing when Herzog starts monologuing about the harmony of “overwhelming and collective murder” and how birds in the Amazon “don’t sing, they screech in pain.” Pessimism this bombastic can’t help but give you the giggles, especially when it’s delivered in that accent.

On the other hand, Les Blank’s 1982 documentary about his friend Werner’s obsessive determination to finish Fitzcarraldo is also a portrait of artistic recklessness. This is technically a behind-the-scenes documentary, but Blank devotes very little time to the actual making of the movie—except for when the false starts and multiple takes highlight the absurdity of Herzog’s folly. Klaus Kinski barely factors into the story, and co-star Claudia Cardinale doesn’t address the camera at all. This is all about Herzog living his own metaphor, having the hubris to pull a ship up a mountain while telling the story of a man who thinks he can pull a ship up a mountain. “Every other chaotic nightmare production lives in the shadow of Herzog’s Fitzcarraldo,” Zachary writes.

The production of Fitzcarraldo was full of broad strokes and cascading disasters, but the director of Always for Pleasure and Garlic Is as Good as Ten Mothers (two of my favorite documentaries of all time, for what it’s worth) had an eye for detail. That shines here through Blank’s fascination with the Indigenous tribes who played the chorus in Herzog’s self-destructive tragedy: His camera studies the faces of Amazon people as they regard the folly around them, and lands on a young boy wearing a Mickey Mouse T-shirt while Herzog laments the loss of Native culture. “Herzog makes his film through force of will. Blank makes his through observational intimacy. When I was young I wanted to be Herzog. Now that I am old, I want to be Blank,” Joshua states.

In the end, the jungle wins, as it must. Blank filmed Burden of Dreams in grainy 16mm, but the film shines in 4K with a new restoration that highlights the sweltering beauty (or evil, depending on the mood that day) of Amazonian flora and fauna.

Seven Samurai

4K restoration from Toho and Janus Films in theaters now at Film Forum and July 12 at Laemmle Royal.

Seven Samurai

Seven Samurai 1954

七人の侍

What’s left to say about Seven Samurai? It’s the definition of a classic, a movie whose legacy echoes around the world and in the biggest blockbuster franchises of all time. Star Wars was influenced by Akira Kurosawa’s 1954 action epic, which also pioneered the ‘assembling a team’ trope used in the Avengers and Suicide Squad movies. It’s been remade many times: The Magnificent Seven famously copied its structure, as did A Bug’s Life. Sure, it’s subtitled, in black-and-white, and it’s three and a half hours long. Despite all that, it’s an art-house movie that’s accessible to people who don’t like art-house movies.

Letterboxd love Kurosawa’s film, with 50 percent of those who rated it giving it a full five stars. One interesting thread in reviews is saying that they found it more entertaining than they expected: Jake and Juli both say that the intimidating runtime “flew by,” while Joe calls it “deceptively simple” compared with its massive reputation, and Seth writes that although he “[went] in as somewhat of a skeptic due to its reputation,” he found it to be a “blockbuster on an unfathomable scale” and “a rare occasion where such immense praise is more than warranted.” I recently rewatched Seven Samurai for the first time since film school, and was struck not only by the kinetic action filmmaking—which still thrills 70 years in—but also how attached I became to these characters.

Because of its profound influence and undeniable filmmaking, Seven Samurai is one of those movies that never really goes out of circulation—although the full 207-minute version wasn’t accessible in the US until the early ’00s. Janus Films and the Criterion Collection have held the North American rights since 2006, and are bringing Toho’s recent restoration stateside in honor of the film’s 70th anniversary. (Toho’s 4K debuted on Blu-ray in Japan last year, and screened as part of this year’s Cannes Classics sidebar.)

The new restoration is crisper and has deeper, more dynamic shades of gray than the grainy 2K currently streaming on the Criterion Channel, and premieres in coastal art houses in July. If the release takes the same path as other recent restorations distributed by Janus, a Criterion 4K isn’t far behind.

Savage Hunt of King Stakh

On Blu-ray this month from Deaf Crocodile.

Savage Hunt of King Stakh

Savage Hunt of King Stakh 1979

Дикая охота короля Стаха

Folk horror, at least in its classic incarnation, is closely associated with the British Isles. But some especially moody variants come from Eastern Europe—which is where Deaf Crocodile comes in. Although we previously featured its re-release of the Blaxploitation oddity Solomon King, the Belarusian fantasy Savage Hunt of King Stakh is more typical of Deaf Crocodile’s output, which frequently includes films from the former Eastern bloc.

King Stakh takes place before the Communist era, at the turn of the 20th century amid the Gothic beauty of muddy fields, misty winter landscapes, and damp, chilly castles. The film opens on a note reminiscent of Dracula, as a folklorist arrives at a remote manor home. At first, the house appears uninhabited, but it’s actually the domain of a sickly heiress whose family is riddled with ghosts and curses. There’s the Little Man and the Lady in Blue, for starters, but neither of them really factor into the narrative; this film’s all about the title apparition, leading a skeletal horde whose hoofbeats echo across empty rooms and barren plains.

Gothic horror blends with Buñuel-lite surrealism, giving Savage Hunt of King Stakh the air of a more dreamlike Hammer film. (Letterboxd also compare it to Roger Corman’s Poe cycle, the Russian folk horror film Viy, Mario Bava’s Black Sunday, Polish director Wojciech Jerzy Has, and Czech filmmaker Jaromil Jires.) If you like ominous puppet shows and pale women with big eyes whispering prophecies while wrapped in fur cloaks, then the vibe here will be very much for you.

This movie’s mostly vibes, casting an atmospheric spell that breaks with an ending Letterboxd reviews compare to a Scooby-Doo episode in both good ways and bad. “We feel the world is somewhat less wondrous as the myths and legends are put to bed throughout,” Andrew writes. “This effect is very deliberate on the part of the film, and one feels an aching romanticism for this era ing.” As one character confidently states early on, “There’s no place for apparitions in the age of steam and electricity.”


‘Shelf Life’ is a monthly column and newsletter by Katie Rife, highlighting restorations, repertory showings and re-releases in theaters and on disc.

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