Caught this gem at an art house in San Francisco, end of the N-Judah, in the fog-swept avenues. Which was so perfect for watching this film, about 1969. I was mesmerized, fell in love with Ludmilla Tcherina (who I already adored from The Red Shoes), and, like others here commenting, have been searching for it since I joined the internet in 1995! For a long time I, too, thought I had the title wrong (but knew I didn't).
I remember very little after all these years, except dark and beautiful and other-worldly. I so wish a theater-worthy copy would appear, so I could ask my local art film house to screen it. I will keep looking. And until I see it again to disprove my memory, I will continue to call this the greatest dance film I've ever seen.
I remember very little after all these years, except dark and beautiful and other-worldly. I so wish a theater-worthy copy would appear, so I could ask my local art film house to screen it. I will keep looking. And until I see it again to disprove my memory, I will continue to call this the greatest dance film I've ever seen.