It is ABSURD that Ruth E. Carter's incredible work in this (the belts! the jackets! the sunglasses!) lost out on an Oscar nomination to the goddamn red coat in Schindler's List.
A surprisingly thunderous movie. Charles Kaufman's screenplay isn't a biopic at all, more a condensation of the thinker's ideas into a chamber drama of heavy-handed significance. All of his theories are crammed into one patient, Cecily Koertner. Susannah York's performance is a lot more restrained than, say, Keira Knightley's in A Dangerous Method or Tippi Hedren's in Marnie. Montgomery Clift is equally modest, though that doesn't necessarily mean he's bad. It's more than the film's performances are subservient to its…