A Man's a Man: Weird, loud, and weirdly hypnotic

Is this worth your time?

Honestly, it depends on how much you like feeling unsettled. If you want a straightforward war movie, you will absolutely hate this. It’s theatrical in a way that feels like it’s screaming at you from across a very large room. But, if you like old stuff that feels like it was put together by people who were bored with the rules of cinema, you might find it fascinating. It’s definitely not for everyone, maybe not even for most people.

The whole thing is basically about a guy being dismantled and put back together as a soldier. It’s brutally simple and yet somehow confusing. You watch Galy Gay get dragged into this mess, and the movie just refuses to let you feel comfortable for even a second. It feels less like a film and more like a captured performance that accidentally wandered onto a camera set.

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There’s a moment where the rhythm of the dialogue just stops making sense. It’s like they were trying to be poetic and punchy, but it lands like a wet paper bag. Still, I couldn’t stop watching. Peter Lorre is in here, and honestly, he has this look in his eyes—like he knows the camera is lying to him, or maybe he’s just hungry. It’s hard to tell. 🤨

I found myself comparing it mentally to Bratishka, mostly because both movies feel like they’re trying to say something big but get distracted by their own weird energy. Except, this one is much more aggressive about it. It’s got that biting, sour taste that some old German films have, the kind that sticks to your teeth.

Odd observations:

• The lighting in some scenes is so harsh it looks like everyone is being interrogated.
• I’m pretty sure one of the soldiers is just holding his prop gun upside down for a full two minutes.
• The way they change the sets is so jarring you almost expect a stagehand to walk into the frame with a bucket of paint.
• The background extras look like they’d rather be anywhere else, which honestly adds to the vibe.

It’s not a masterpiece. It’s not even really a 'good' movie by any standard definition of the word. But it exists with such a weird intensity that it makes stuff like Millie feel like a cartoon. I don’t know if I’d recommend it to a friend, but I wouldn’t tell them to skip it either. It’s just… a thing you experience. And then you go get a sandwich and try to forget the look on Lorre's face. 🥪