A chance meeting. A relationship develops, and the art dealer Max Rothman (John Cusack) tries to direct the rage of Adolf Hitler (Noah Taylor) into painting.
Would things have turned out differently? Is it possible to see the humanity of Hitler, knowing what we know? An interesting premise for a film, but can we put aside our feelings and consider the possibilities?
Hitler was an ascetic. He didn't smoke, drink, or fool around. How could he find emotion to put into art, when he hasn't lived? He was caught up in the injustice of winners and losers, and wallowing in self-pity, looking for someone to blame.
Rothman was playing against the Army, who were looking to stoke the same anger in Hitler. They wanted another war after the shame of Versailles.
Hitler managed to put the two together and create a new art - politics. He found his scapegoat in the Jew. The irony of the ending was incredible.
Would things have turned out differently? Is it possible to see the humanity of Hitler, knowing what we know? An interesting premise for a film, but can we put aside our feelings and consider the possibilities?
Hitler was an ascetic. He didn't smoke, drink, or fool around. How could he find emotion to put into art, when he hasn't lived? He was caught up in the injustice of winners and losers, and wallowing in self-pity, looking for someone to blame.
Rothman was playing against the Army, who were looking to stoke the same anger in Hitler. They wanted another war after the shame of Versailles.
Hitler managed to put the two together and create a new art - politics. He found his scapegoat in the Jew. The irony of the ending was incredible.