Finally, last night, I broke down and bought the new-ish film Nuremberg. I both enjoyed it and had trouble with it.
What I liked about it is just that it exists at all. It feels like the kind of Hollywood film that Hollywood stopped making: a straightforward historical drama, loaded with charismatic actors, meant to give you moral drama and educate you about an event in history. Many details that seem written in turn out to be true to history.
But it didn’t entirely hang together either. At the beginning, we’re set up with a story where the psychologist played by Rami Malek is about to get his own comeuppance for believing that the Germans are evil in some fundamentally different way. And he does, but doesn’t. There are simply no themes carried all the way through.