Quite surely a masterpiece and one of the most strikingly original and beautiful films ever made. It is shot in the deepest blacks and almost blinding whites, tightly compressing its complex tale of love, hate, and revenge. The screenplay is taken from (two epic poems by Vaza Psavela and these are) overlaid onto the soundtrack with a fine score, and supplement the sparse dialogue....The central figure, Mindy, is a tragic, isolated figure at war with evil, in both specific and general terms. But what one finally remembers about the film is not the story, the adventure, or the moments of tenderness, but the overwhelming images: the use of shadows, the riders stumbling over rocky terrain, the girl in the shimmering white dress heading towards the camera, the ritualistic hanging, the dreams and their confusion with reality.-Brian Baxter, London Film Festival '75