Better Late Then Never

Instead, you get a movie that's enjoyable enough, but leaves you feeling like it could have been much, much more.

One of the worst ways to make a cult movie is to set out to make a cult movie.

It is an exhilarating, distressing, funny and profound film, with one of the more memorable film scores in years,

It's a critically sinister documentary and very comprehensive as such of all the figures that contributed to making the cult of nazism into what it was. Many questions are answered, and many other questions are posed. In the beginning the film is fairly instructive and arouses only positive interest in all those speculators in ancient occultism, beginning with Helena Blavatsky and her "discovery" of Atlantis as the home of the Hyperboreans or Aryans. Many others follow in her footsteps developing the myth and cult of nazism, gradually growing more definite as mythomaniacs. When it comes to Hitler the film turns more critical with a more and more definite detachment and objectivity to the gigantic shipwreck of Germany, leading a whole people astray to disaster by sheer delusion.Many are fooled by the first impression of this film to believe it's a kind of modern Nazi propaganda, while it's actually the opposite. After the film you feel a bitter aftertaste and are left wondering how an entire people could be fooled by such fancies. The greatest question and problem is that very phenomenon: how the German masses could be so enthused by such a craze. It will probably remain unexplainable forever.The film is expertly done, however. It stays consistently restrained and detached in relation to its subject and is like an admirable and difficult surgical operation of an ideological cancer. The hope is that it will not return.