Kon Ichikawa - 1963
I mean, it flies from genre to genre, cut to cut, mucking about with expectations of space, never mind plot. The big TohoScope or whatever frame is used as a Kabuki set, with flagrantly unreal backgrounds, black or white, which the figures are played off against. All are utterly ridiculous, quite deliberately, slightly uneasily addressing the camera. One doesn't quite know whether or not to laugh at the lead, and whether or not they are in with the joke. The colours seem picked at random for each surface.
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