A very considered, melancholy post-war reckoning of East (in the form of a nasty Japanese yakuza movie) vs. West (the stylish 70s American thriller) that is also just a very good plain old movie about friendship and respect. I do wonder what the thornier version of this protagonist under Aldritch and Marvin might've looked like but Pollack brings a sharp bluntness to this that works with Mitchum's weary honor. I think this Paul Schrader guy is going places.Full discussion on episode 206 of my podcast SLEAZOIDS.














