Dir: David Cronenberg
Starring: Michael
Fassbender, Viggo Mortensen, Keira
Knightley
David
Cronenberg returns with a film adapted from a stage play about sex and
psychoanalysis.
Carl
Jung (Michael Fassbender) is a Doctor working in Psychoanalysis. He is
delivered a patient Sabina Speilrein (Kiera Knightley), a disturbed woman who
has deep seated problems with sex and arousal. Jung attempts to cure her with
the ‘talking cure’, an early form of therapy. He also meets and strikes up a
friendship with the father of Psychoanalysis, Sigmund Freud (Viggo Mortensen).
However, their relationship falls apart as Speilrein comes between them.
Cronenberg
moves still further away from the body horrors, such as Videodrome and The Fly,
which he started with and which made his name. Though there are no scenes of
skin splitting, the film still carries some of his usual themes, such as the
fascination with the body, just not in such a visceral way as before. The film
has an interesting story to tell, with it concerning the great names in
psychoanalysis who started off the practice which is now such a part of many
people’s lives. You’d think that this
would lend itself to a very interesting and enlightening film as I imagine it
is a part of medical history which not a lot of people know about. Unfortunately
the film doesn’t really do anything with its subject matter.
The
cast all put in good performances. Fassbender and Mortensen are great as per
usual and Knightley does well once you get past her accent and the beginning
where she oddly shoves her jaw out like an ejecting cash register. The always great
Vincent Cassel also turns up as Otto Gross, a man who believes that people
should do what they like and who plants the seed in Jung’s mind to embark on an
affair with Speilrein. The ensuing affair, which causes a rift in the bromance
between Jung and Freud, never really creates the drama that you wish it should.
The relationship between Jung and Freud is the more interesting one, their
relationship coming undone not only because of the affair but because of Freud’s
feelings towards Jung’s wealth and religion. However, we don’t get to see
enough of it and for a lot of the running time, the two characters are separated.
A disappointing
film which should have been so much better and interesting than it is. Good
performances appear but not much else. Makes you yearn for some more fluid
splattered body horror.
3 out of 5 Buttons
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