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Brotherdeacon's rating of the film Lancelot du Lac

My Ukrainian landlord looks just like Lancelot, the pinched lips, the 14th century armor that he wears over his pajamas, his flippancy in victory--like when he raises my rent every year the maximum allowed by Los Angeles law--hand delivering the notice at my door then returning to the bottom half of his horse for a gallop back to his tent up the road. Funny, his parents are dead ringers for Straub & Huillet.