There’s a film coming out in November that I am curious about. A Dangerous Method is about Sigmund Freud, Carl Jung, a troubled female masochist, and the origins of psychoanalysis. The source material is very rich, but there’s no room for error when you’re trying to make art out of people and issues like these. Let’s be honest–the description reads like a Monty Python skit. One wrong move and it all lapses into howling, unintentional comedy. That Keira Knightley is the female lead doesn’t inspire much confidence, either.
Anyway, the still shots released for promotional purposes have made me a very happy camper. Into the Coconut Porn folder they go!
This one is my favorite:
Catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror at the right time, and you’ll never forget what you see–or, rather, who you see. There are pieces of yourself, your identity, that you seldom express, or think about, or even acknowledge in your daily life…but you look in the mirror, and there they are, looking back at you through your face. And they’re not just there, either–they’re running the show. The part of you that you usually think of as you–the dominant narrator in your head–has been usurped. Still along for the ride, but moved to the back seat.