I reviewed The Exiles about a year ago:
Possibly the first, probably the best, and surely the prettiest film about young, urban Native Americans, 1961's The Exiles follows a handful of twentysomething Indians as they wander through long-disappeared sections of Los Angeles. Director Kent MacKenzie, then a student at USC, recorded quiet, rambling monologues from his subjects, which play over gorgeous black-and-white footage of their nightly pursuits: drinking, gambling, dancing, playing air piano, brawling, climbing up stairs, walking up hills, and slowly disappearing down lonely dead ends.
And here's the trailer:
More on The Exiles from Charles Mudede in next week's issue.
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