"I am Edmond Dantès!" This lesser Murnau, a dragging whodunnit, is not in fact a Count of Monte Cristo litflick, but its one noticeable coup de théâtre lies in anagnorisis, the age-old narrative effect securing the "change from ignorance to knowledge" and in particular the recognition of a person by another, often by unmasking, providing the "clou" for a respectable, d/tense plot, which sadly ain't the case here. 2,5
An early film by Murnau, before his style was fully developed; it is a bit stiff, and lacks the power of his later works. However, I will take a second-rate Murnau over contemporary Hollywood fodder like Gone Girl or Birdman any day.
I kept thinking of 'The Passion of Joan of Arc', with all the dramatic faces, but 'Joan' had a reason to look that way. She was crazy/blessed. These people are going a little too far with the drama. Really liked the scene as illustrated in the picture for the movie.
Beware poor prints of this 1921 Murnau chamber drama, like the one offered on Netflix, in which a country party in a big old country mansion becomes rife with intrigue and suspicions when a suspected murderer crashes the party. Otherwise, on a clear print, as offered by Kino, the drama is decent, and as always Murnau's lighting and framing are excellent.
Lo que más me llama la atención es esa historia del pasado, la de la mujer desesperada por la represión sexual. Una historia detectives sobre amantes, cómplices y falsos culpables en busca de reivindicarse.