I hit upon my ultrapersonal epitome of a popcorn film: intense, outrageously skilled to the point where spoilt ophthalmic brats can pillage savorous morsels from any random sector of the film's regale: pink firework drops, trapeze shots below the planetarium-y 'star-lit' circus roof, fluttering curtains vs. stomach butterflies, tabletop boogie, the Tiger Lillies like Jacquemarts striking the tension waves & spindrift
Imagine if Fassbinder's Franz Biberkopf was in a silent Tod Browning film about a bitter love triangle in the circus, that's what this picture is like. Starring Emil Jannings, impeccable restoration by Murnau Foundation 2015.
Truly amazing. The viennese restoration is stunning; the music score by The tiger lillies is weird but interesting. Sure, it basically makes the charachters speak (for real) and it's somewhat annoying. Still, great job.