Considering the year 1909 as well as the film's innovations and economic sense, Griffith is doing what he does best, expanding the art of storytelling in motion--here, with a precise lambasting of Wall Street, offering a simplified look into the madness of profit and its amplification into crime.
It's shocking to see a film like this suddenly become relevent again 100 years later.
Griffith juxtaposes the wheat tycoons, the farmers, and the people who buy it, and the result is one of the most important films ever made. I'll never forget the shot of the people lined up for bread, which they cannot afford, nor will ever forget the films final shot, a farmer attempting to plant seeds in an empty field.
Un filme que debería titularse "Justicia divina" o "Ironías de la vida". Griffith hace una contemplación sobre la miseria y la riqueza. Un drama social que podría interpretarse como una defensa al proletario, y en donde la justicia llega a modo de castigo divino o simple ironía. Muy a pesar, esa última escena promueve desolación. ¿Será que la muerte del capataz no soluciona la pobreza?
There's something yawn inducing about Griffith's tendency to polarize his characters, and here the construction is static and uninteresting. Hammering home the message is just the cherry on top. Yippee.
Some fantastic shots and story-telling highlight this film of greed and capitalistic opportunism. Griffith manages some clever long-shots which unfold in substantial ways, giving the same perspective different meanings of weight as he contrasts poverty and hard-work against bourgeois greed and hedonism. A very technical masterpiece in all aspects.