a classical propaganda movie. with usual ManicheAN speech, with good Americans and a sort of Japanes villain, with cruelty, happy end and a sad love story. it can be ridiculous , amusing, a document or, only, a pure nice film from an old period. in fact, it is little more. a map about perception of a nation, a exercise for few American actors to perform under make-up for becomes Japaneses, remember about a war traces and, sure, interesting comparison between box and judo. like many old films, it is a mirror for its period. naive, strange, not serious, full of pathetic scenes. but, in a special manner, realistic. because the crumbs of fiction grows - up on real earth.
Review of Behind the Rising Sun
