Actors: Nora Swinbourne, Esmond Knight
Director: Jean Renoir
The River is one of those movies that if I actually looked at what it was about before watching it, I'd say, '[Forget] this, I'm going to watch Ronin for the 27th time.' Its opening did no favors either, being incredibly heavy on narration, exposition, and sentimentality. What followed was a beautiful film, sweet and sad and joyous - a clear masterpiece that takes advantage of what film offers to an artist. Its deceptive lightness demands a second viewing (that I'm not going to give it).
Helping this film a great deal is the fact that it is actually shot on location in India, a seeming rarity for films of this era - a bunch of close-in shots and clearly fake matte paintings to represent 'scenery' would absolutely torpedo the magic of this movie.
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