In a fortress perched high above the clouds, everything seems in order for a peaceful 24 hours of table talk and strolls amidst dramatic mountain views. Even if it is the spring of 1942 in Germany. But the confusions of a woman caught up in the complexities of a man incapable of human intimacy have made Eva Braun as volcanic as her beloved Hitler. Hers is the only voice that dares contradict the Führer. -Celluloid Dreams
One of the most important directors in both Russian and world cinema, Alexander Sokurov is considered by many to be the spiritual heir of the great Andrei Tarkovsky. Sokurov — who has enjoyed a long creative relationship with Tarkovsky — has discounted such comparisons, but certain similarities between their works remain indelible: a predilection towards very long takes, natural performances by their actors, and an almost otherworldly use of natural sounds and music. And, perhaps most important, both directors are concerned with the essential questions of human existence and the state of the human spirit.
Sokurov was the son of a World War II veteran. His family moved around a good deal while Sokurov was growing up, and after finishing high school, he went to Gorki, Russia’s third largest city. There, he attended Gorki University and began to work as an assistant television director when he was 19. He continued to direct television programs for the Gorki station until 1975, and… read more
What starts promisingly in the misty, mythic vein of Syberberg's mighty Hitler film degenerates into a grab-bag of charicatures. What Syberberg realises and Sokurov perhaps doesn't is that the full nature of the Hitler phenomenon can be understood least of all in a fiction film about Hitler; essentially, the nagging questions about the Nazis' mass appeal can't be answered by a study of the chief perpetrators alone.
With its ghost-like and dreamy cinematography, Aleksandr Sokurov, Anatoli Rodionov and Alexei Fyodorov paints a interesting, humorous and disturbing portrait of Adolf Hitler and his mistress Eva Braun.
this is indeed the best Hitler film i have ever seen. from the acting to the photography - everything is extraordinary.
Aleksandr Sokurov finishes his tetralogy of power with a magnificent, grotesque adaptation of Goethe’s Faust.
This movie carries the same mistakes many other works have committed when dealing with Hitler: depicting him as a mad man or an overly futile person.
In Moloch this is carried to the extreme… read review
MOLOCH should’ve been called ADOLF HITLER’S DAY OFF. The way the fuhrer and his friends waltz around a beautiful mountaintop castle is clownish and humbling at the same time. It’s an authentic portrait… read review