Rashomon

Liar liar pants on fire  I’m once again very hesitant about what rating I should give this, a high 4,5, entitling it as a incredible movie, or give this the title of “perfect masterpiece” of a 5/5. Because Rashomon isn’t a flawless film in the traditional sense—but its imperfections makes this film perfect; the clumsy fight scenes, the weird gaps in the story, the feeling that something’s missing—it all feeds into what the movie’s really about: how messy and unreliable human nature is. Each character isn’t just telling a version of the truth—they’re trying to protect their ego, their pride, or their guilt. And even if you’re left with more questions than answers, that lingering unease is what makes it so powerful. This film feels like a timeless tale, like one of those myths passed down through generations. It’s the kind of story you’d tell your kids as a “life lesson” about how human nature isn’t perfect, and how lying and greed only lead to nothing good. It’s got that magical quality to it, with haunting, captivating shots, standout performances, and a fairytale-like ending that stays with you. I still don’t know what to rate this tho👎👎 ??/5