Whilst I think a 90 minute cut would make this practically perfect, there is no denying transformative powers of star Conrad Veidt and director Paul Leni, who both unfortunately died before they could find major success in the talkies.
It’s a commendable departure from conventional romantic dramas (although it’s ending goes back to formula), but the film feels lost along the way, much like its protagonist. Any supposed purpose feels lukewarm at best, and much of its ideas are half baked. It has an ending sure. It has a beginning. But where’s the middle?
There is a lack of creativity in poster design today. In terms of the mainstream studio movies especially, there is very little variation. Popular tropes that we see movie posters constantly imitating today include the “half face” poster, often reserved for dramas or anything with a tone that can be described as “gritty”. Or the approach of any self titled blockbuster, from Marvel to the depressing revival of long dead franchises, which is to simply throw the entire cast [...]
It may not be a burden to watch, but this racial drama feels too "by the numbers" and pedestrian despite the talent involved. What could have been a potentially great character study is marred by unsatisfying broad strokes.