If the movie were half as tastefully erotic as this picture of Ms. Knightley, I would have enjoyed it much more.
Based on its previews, the movie "A Dangerous Method" looked very intriguing. A period piece about Michael Fassbender and Keira Knightley locked in a passionate, forbidden affair? Psychological acrobatics and erotic overtones swirling into a tempestuous, volatile brew? Early 20th-century Switzerland? Yes, please.
I went to see this movie on Friday and here's what I have to say: big disappointment.
Maybe my overheated little mind was a little too into the "erotic" angle, but "A Dangerous Method" was mostly the characters talking. And talking. And talking some more. It was every bit as interesting as it sounds.
Like I said, maybe I was focusing on the wrong thing. It makes sense that talking would be a huge portion of this movie, since it was nominally about the development of Freud's "talking cure" (i.e. psychoanalysis) and its subsequent development by Karl Jung (Fassbender) and his patient and later colleague Sabina Spielrein (Knightley). I'm not saying that subject not interesting; it's just the kind of interesting I would expect from a documentary watched in a Psychology 101 seminar or something. I think it's okay that I expect a little more escapism and fantasy from fictionalized movies.
Postscript: Don't judge me, but the next movie I want to see is "Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter."
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