A tintillating treatment of Jung's relationship to Spielrein, which continues Cronenberg's own fascination with sexuality and fetishism, this time though nicely packaged into celebrity cinema. It's decently acted but the emphasis is given to the depoliticized issue of sexuality, while the Jungian breach with Freud is not really being hinted via Jung's own fascination with fascist archetypes. Interesting but anemic.
There is a lot to cherish here, especially the idea of having a movie about psychologists doing human experiments on their patients and having long discussions about their ideas. The acting is mostly pretty good (if we take away Knightley's Mr. Hyde moments at the beginning), but sadly we never really come under the skin of the characters and there is too little of Cronenberg's perverted sex to add spice to the film.
Fascinating insight into the trials and intrigues that went on between two of the great forefathers of early psychoanalysis. Feels like the film relies heavily on it's subject matter to keep the viewer's interest, as there isn't much to say about either the cinematography, editing or sound design.
I've always been on the fence between those two 'Masterminds'. Then, I chose Lacan et ses lacunes. I beg you, Keira, could you try to change your awful grimace, for once? Anyway, I'm disappointed by the inner conventionality of this film. This time, Cronenberg really blew a BIG opportunity.