Film

Youth of the Beast

Name: Youth of the Beast
Genre: Thriller, Crime, Action, Mystery
Released: 1963
Cast: Joe Shishido, Misako Watanabe, Tamio Kawachi, Minako Katsuki, Daizaburo Hirata

Gangster
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A Tokyo yakuza thriller where a cool, detached drifter plays both sides of a turf war for his own advantage. Seiji Suzuki directs with kinetic style—rapid cuts, jazzy sound design, sudden bursts of violence. It's sleek pulp, more interested in mood and maneuver than plot coherence. For anyone who wants their crime stories propulsive and morally murky.

TMDb rating

3.5

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