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Behold a Pale Horse

I've always been fond of unsuccessful movies, I dont' know why. Maybe because, unconsciously, I see the beauty of the film that could have been shot instead. Take Behold a Pale Horse for instance. When you see it, you can already feel the nostalgy that will emanate from Zinnemann's last movie Five Days One Summer (1982) shot 18 years later, you can also foresee in the final scene of the shooting, the great last scene of The Day of the Jackal (1973). I also love the idea that underlies Behold a Pale Horse that is the final return to the Mother, to the Mother Country. Now, as a whole, the film didn't work for me. Perhaps, it will for you. Already forgotten. Unfortunately.