Schachnovelle

I have not read the book/source material for this. So I can't speak on how this was adapted. But I assume they did it justice. At least it feels like it. It is a wonderful film about being inside ... someone's brain. I reckon the closest you can get to it (no pun intended).

Very well played too. And the movie is edited in a way that while it may be confusing too, is also as intriguing as it can be. I almost want to read the book now. Only thing you have to be aware of: this is not so much about chess as it is about mental ... health/gymnastics. I reckon if you have your mind set on watching chess matches you might be dissapointed. Just so you know ...

Wonderfully visual adaptation of Stefan Zweig's chess novella. Intelligent and emotional. Reminiscent of Christopher Nolan's "Memento" and "Shotter Island". From now on I am a Philip Stölzl fan. Excellent casting. Oliver Masucci is breathtakingly good, just terrific. Go out and watch this movie.

A very commendable production of a high cinematic standard, despite a lacking plot development. The protagonist's performance is masterful, immersing us in first-person suffering, an acting prowess that alone justifies watching the film. In addition to the protagonist's acting, there's a good technical production in terms of photography and lighting, although not masterful, it's of a fairly high standard. It's a shame that the plot couldn't make better use of a story with a short narrative journey, barely saved by the surprising twists at the end that leave the viewer astounded, making them forget all those sequences, while valid, not strictly necessary for visual storytelling. With a more developed plot, the film could have achieved a higher level of cinematic quality, but it still deserves credit for turning a theatrical drama into a respectable film.

First of all, I love Stefan Zweig's literary source. And Oliver Masucci does a great job as the psychologically tortured protagonist Dr Bartok. The escape of an oppressed spirit into a parallel world of chess in order to withstand the torture of isolation is still brilliant. Unfortunately, all changes to the template lead in the wrong direction. However, the film sets, which are supposed to represent the saloon of an ocean liner, look like a film studio from start to finish. Sorry, that looks cheap. The discussion of the origins and socialization of the world chess champion would be essential, but is very short. Too short. It's a pity. The film is good, but it could have been so much better.

This was the last work that Stefan Zweig finished, and naturally int was unpublished at his death in February 1942, and it is amazing how well it has been adapted for the screen, actually making it equal as a film to the original novella, which is neither a novel nor a short story but something in between, exploring the ultimate mental capacities of man under extreme duress constantly going too far, here by the means of the psychological torture of the Nazis going as far as murdering his best friend in front of his eyes, just to obtain some formal information by downright extortion and reckless blackmail; while the man survives to reach his freedom but at the cost of his sanity, as he loses all sense of reality and time in the outrageous process. Oliver Masucci makes an overwhelming performance going through massive ordeals, being transported like a modern Ulysses from the highest social position (the emperor of China) to internment in the hell of inhuman isolation. Everything in this film is just perfect, it is made like a psychological thriller, and although action is minimised and the dialog is sparse, the suspense is consistently strung to a breaking point, illustrated by the light bulbs repeatedly exploding. And yet the realism is always present. Objections could be raised against the last scene, which gives the impression of an unnecessary excuse, but many of Zweig's stories had similar almost disappointing endings. This is a top masterpiece which nothing can reduce from the ranks of one of the most significant films made after the war about the war, and so long afterwards at that, enhancing its pricelessness even more.