This is a film I’ve been waiting to see. Yet in all honesty, it felt like a truncated mini-series, where a lot of the essentials were cropped out. Michael Fassbender plays Carl Jung, a psychologist and theoretical heir to Big Daddy Siegmund Freud. As he falls in love/lust with a patient (Keira Knightley), Jung finds himself breaking his own rules.
For me, the film continually gives us enough to keep us interested without ever giving us enough. Is Jung sexually frustrated at home or just tantalized by the possibility of an adoring mistress? Did Keira Knightley’s adoring patient/mistress write those anonymous letters, bringing Jung’s reputation down? Did Freud truly try and seduce his subordinate’s former mistress?
I wish the movie had provided those answers. Ultimately I know that Freud died of cancer, Keira Knightley’s character (Sabine?) was shot dead by Nazis and Jung died peacefully of old age. But the parts in between go unanswered, and I was left wishing for much more.