







Revenge has rarely looked this stylish. Kurosawa’s The Bad Sleep Well swaps swords for suits, turning Hamlet into a boardroom coup played out in glass towers and smoke-filled backrooms. The murdered king is now a disgraced executive, the court a nest of calculating bureaucrats, and the avenger a son-in-law with a plane honed to cut without a blade in sight.
Toshiba Mifune is magnetic. Known for his volcanic bursts, here he plays it cool—controlled, calculating, his charisma simmering like a fuse. Each smile is a provocation; each pause a trap.
It’s paced with precision, never wasting a step. Conversations spark and sting, while Kurosawa turns silence into a weapon, letting glances and stillness land like well-aimed blows. Like Shakespeare’s prince, Nishi walks the knife edge between justice and self-destruction—and Mifune makes every moment of that balancing act a thrill to watch.