Bécsben, a 19. század végi szellemi erjedés közegében nagy drámája dúl szerelemnek, sorsnak és akaratnak. Josef Breuer, a pszichoanalízis alapító atyáinak egyike pályája csúcsán. Friedrich Nietzsche, az európai filozófia meghatározó szellemeinek egyike az öngyilkosság szélén. Amikor az igen… [tovább]
Amikor Nietzsche sírt (2007) 3★
Képek 1
Szereposztás
| Ben Cross | Josef Breuer |
|---|---|
| Armand Assante | Friedrich Nietzsche |
| Joanna Pacula | Mathilda |
| Michal Yannai | Bertha |
| Jamie Elman | Sigmund Freud |
| Andreas Beckett | Zarathustra |
| Katheryn Winnick | Lou Salome |
| Rachel O'Meara | Frau Becker |
Várólistára tette 34
Népszerű idézetek
Londonna
– Tell me about you illness.
– Would it be more efficient to read my previous consultations?
– I'm sure they're excellent physicians, thank you. But I make my own diagnosis before reviewing those of my colleagues, just as I prefer to see a play before reading the reviews.
Londonna
– How could I have given up everything?
– You'd given up everything long before you met me.
– Yes, but now I have nothing.
– Nothing is everything. In order to grow strong, you must first sink your roots deep into nothingness. Learn to face your loneliest loneliness.
Londonna
– I should have been I before I became we!
– Words, words, Josef, you cannot live in words!
Londonna
I am a scientist yet science has no colour. I need passion. I need magic. That's what Berthe represents. Life without passion, without mystery… who can live such a life?
Londonna
Dr. Breuer, I must see you on a matter of life or death. Meet at nine tomorrow morning, at the Cafe Rousse.
Londonna
He's looking into the horror of his existence. He is encountering times, devout angels… but he sees too much. His insignificance, this mere little speck. There he is. And now his fear becomes so raw that he welcomes lust into his mind. And he stops looking into this chasm, and he begins to spend his time recollecting these miracles as how this little crippled person moves her legs, her lips, and her arms, and her breasts. And his mind, which was built for the noblest of ideas, becomes clogged now, with trash.
Londonna
You write that your mission is to save humankind from illusion, and aimlessness… to create a new code of behaviour, a new morality free from superstition. It's all there! In your books…
