Bratya Karamazovy

Dostoevsky crossed the bounds of ordinary life and demands gods and devils to descend and speak to him. You can almost see Nietzsche writing on his superhuman nearby.

Thats a demanding story to picture, indeed. But this work from 1969 almost succeed at that. Only two flaws you can spot! First, for 40 opening minutes, there will be too much theatricality. But later on, this fades away.

And the religious brother, Alyosha, is seriously miscast. Instead of bearing passion and superhuman will, we see Myagkov quite the opposite. There will be glimpses of true Alyosha, but most of the time he is misbehaving.

Other than that, it is very good film.