Prince Of The Sun

The movie starts. The Toei logo fades to a windswept
landscape and a wordless struggle between a boy and a pack of wolves; no

soundtrack, no dialogue, just panting and grunts and the whistle of a thrown
hatchet whirling around on its thong, knocking wolves for a loop, an
orchestrated piece of desperate, synchronized violence that immediately tells the
audience they aren’t in fairytale land. This

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