the best non-Italian neorealist film I’ve come across
This has nothing in common with neorealist filmmaking except being about poor people. Instead it’s a riff on Capra — and it’s a pretty good one?
OK, it gets less Capra-ish after a while.
There’s strong scenes in here, but the movie as a whole, while amiable, isn’t completely convincing.
One Wonderful Sunday. Akira Kurosawa. 1947.
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