Stars: Jeremy Irons, Theresa Russell, Joel Grey
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Mystery
Rating: PG-13 (Parental Guidance Suggested)
Runtime: 94 minutes
The sophomore effort by Steven Soderbergh (sex, lies, and videotape) is an audacious and stylistically impressive experiment in a completely different direction from his debut. Working from a script by Lem Dobbs, Soderbergh follows the miserable day-to-day existence of Franz Kafka (Jeremy Irons), an insurance clerk in a large, impersonal company. Hiding out in his garret at night, he writes material he assumes no one will ever read. But then he happens upon clues that make him believe there is some plot afoot to suppress thought and he follows the trail into a hidden sanctuary, at which point the film abruptly shifts from shadowy black and white to jarring color. It doesn't all work, but it is never less than intriguing, with a cast that includes Alec Guinness, Ian Holm, and Joel Grey. --Marshall Fine
So, that's who the enemy is. Policemen and file clerks. Law and order, you might say.
You think what we're doing is wrong? What would you suggest, then?
Did any of you actually go up to the castle with Edward? You sit around twisting the facts to suit your inbred theories. In my experience the truth is not... that convenient.
A crowd is easier to control than an individual. A crowd has a common purpose. The purpose of the individual is always in question.
That's what you're trying to eliminate, isn't it? Everything that makes one human being different from another. But you'll *never*, *never* reach a man's soul through a lens.
That rather depends on which end of the microscope you're on, doesn't it?