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A Dangerous Method looks at the origins of psychoanalysis
Freud vs. Jung
Eloquent and handsomely made.
Eloquent and handsomely made.

Hear the words "David Cronenberg" paired with "erotic drama," and you might feel a sudden shudder of unease, thinking back on the Canadian filmmaker's earlier works like Crash or Dead Ringers. This isn't that kind of Cronenberg picture, however. In fact, it's a period piece about the origins of psychoanalysis and the sexual confusions of its progenitors. It's eloquent and handsomely made, if never quite revelatory.

Adapted by Christopher Hampton from his own play The Talking Cure (which was itself based on John Kerr's nonfiction work A Most Dangerous Method: The Story of Jung, Freud, and Sabina Spielrein), the film opens with a Russian émigré named Sabina (Keira Knightley) in howling distress. She's being taken against her will to a Zurich psychiatric hospital. Sabina doesn't know it yet, but her life will in large part be defined by her shuttling between Zurich, the home of Carl Jung (Michael Fassbender), her doctor and eventual lover, and Vienna, the home of Sigmund Freud (Viggo Mortensen), who once thought of Jung as his "son and heir."

Fathers and sons, both literal and figurative, are a recurring theme in Hampton's script, but the key figure turns out to be Sabina, whose yearning for sexual humiliation breaks down some of the upright Jung's repressions. (Pre-Sabina, he has a habit of overflowing his dinner plate and oversalting his food, suggesting certain appetites not yet fulfilled.) Sabina's influence loosens Jung from the rigors of Freud's strictly scientific method and nudges him toward a more speculative approach - the film positions her squarely at the center of Jung and Freud's famous break. So it seems apropos that out of a terrific ensemble (including Vincent Cassel's mischievous turn as a hedonist doctor-turned-patient), Knightley emerges as the one you're guaranteed to chatter about after the movie.

To dramatize Sabina's troubled state at the sanatorium, Knightley stitches together a synthesis of physical tics - bared teeth, trembling, beaten-dog shrinkings, and a clenched jaw that juts so hard one worries the actress might pop a blood vessel in her brain. And even as Sabina recovers, the ghosts of those tics remain, controlled but not entirely conquered. It's a very particular performance, one that takes some getting used to, but I was rather taken with it.

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