Rather playful musings on the life & work of LW. The shoestring budget is double edged: essential economy makes for some creative cut-corners and neat summations, but becomes visually trapped filmed in front of a black cyclorama. In all, a credit to what can be achieved with so little, but rather too skewed in its pellet sized philosophy to be anything more than a quirky diversion (but does it need be anything else?)
"I'll show you the life of the mind"! It would not be fair to say that I am a fan of the work of Wittgenstein, simply because I'm too stupid to see what the problem with language is. We could say that Wittgenstein's words only meant something to him, but then Jarman dares to show what they also looked like to Wittgenstein filtered through Jarman. I guess then I'm a fan of his philosophy visualised.
Much like Jarman's other anachronistic biopics and adaptations (Caravaggio, The Tempest...), just... not as good. Still all the charm, style, subversion, delight... And anyway, they can't all be brilliant.
I loved the emphasis of each character's colors against the black background. In contrast, the title character Wittegenstein is always suited in drab, muted garb while his ideas, as he, frustrated, stumbles to convey their nuances to his peers, are a brilliant spectrum of color. The style is certainly memorable in a way that allows the mind to relate factual information to the somewhat odd presentation of the fact.