Film

Diary of a Lost Girl

Name: Diary of a Lost Girl
Genre: Drama
Released: 1929
Cast: Louise Brooks, André Roanne, Josef Rovenský, Fritz Rasp, Vera Pawlowa

Social drama
Very dark

G.W. Pabst's 1929 masterpiece follows an innocent girl destroyed by a single act of violence and society's indifference to her suffering. Shot with formal precision and emotional devastation, it refuses easy comfort or redemption. Essential cinema for anyone serious about silent film—raw, unflinching, and still punishing in its clarity about how quickly the world can swallow a vulnerable life.

TMDb rating

3.6

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