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Shanie 2022-03-13 08:01:01
The Double Betrayal of Loyalty: Wells' Trial and Kafka's Trial
(This article is the final report of a course "From Novels to Movies" I took last semester)
Since the birth of the film, many films adapted from novels have been made, including many famous works. These adapted films have solid textual support from the original works, but after all, movies are an...
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Destini 2022-03-13 08:01:01
Orson Welles' personal understanding of Mr. K
As a film based on Kafka's original novel of the same name, I don't really like it, at least in some ways, it doesn't quite match my understanding of the original novel, but I do greatly admire Orson Welles for making this extremely The courage to put a personal work on the movie stage, (it is...
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Damien 2022-03-19 09:01:11
Kafka's works have always been interpreted from two perspectives: "outward": criticizing the bureaucracy, and inward: reflecting on the absurdity in one's own thinking. The genre of the film determines that large monologues and inner descriptions in the novel cannot be realized. It must be more interesting to say that the first kind is completely absent, but it must be more interesting to interpret everything as the second kind, as the externalization of one's own guilt.
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Keagan 2022-03-26 09:01:14
I read the book a long time ago... It still doesn't feel the same as I imagined, and the ending that left a deep impression is that Mao is like this... "Like a dog"? But the visual is very good. Anthony Perkins doesn't act like the expected K either, he likes chicken jelly a little bit, but he's also visually good... (¯﹃¯)
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Miss Burstner: Oh, Jesus, all that lousy national champagne! You know what they make it of?
Joseph K.: No.
Miss Burstner: Neither does anybody else. No switching with the cold tea either. Not tonight. The customer knew all about that one. He kept taking cute little sips out of my glass just to make sure I was getting myself putrefied.