Saturday, July 21, 2012

When the Raven Flies

Supposedly this 1984 film, following an Irish warrior as he avenges himself on the Viking raiders who killed his parents and abducted his sister when he was a boy, is something of a classic of Icelandic cinema, being highly regarded for depicting a grittier, more realistic image of Viking life than generally prevailed at the time. Andreas enjoyed it more than me; the brochure cites Leone and Kurosawa, but the director it made me most of think of was Verhoeven, in its gritty, nasty violence and flat style.