One of the great, most artistic films in the history of cinema.

Rating: Null/10 (29 July 2013)

In the history of film, there are only a few moments of pure cinematic genius; moments that ultimately transcend film itself, creating something wholly different but altogether brilliant. Bergman did it with a simple chess game that became a metaphor for life and now Kubrick created a parable defining man's evolution, and now with A Clockwork Orange, he has done it by crafting a brilliant story chronicling the age old nature hunts, tortures, and kills a bunch of men conflict.
You don't simply see A Clockwork Orange, you experience it in the same way you would a colonoscopy. It literally feels as if a camera has been inserted inside you to help you better understand you. These aren't simply characters. Each persona that appears on screen has been carefully crafted with the same gentle touch that guided Camus' hand when detailing the hopes and dreams of men content with their place in the world. I felt this characterization in the very core of my being. Better yet, Mr. Alexander, a representation of man at his pinnacle as he chases that illusive brass ring. These aren't simply characters; they're living, breathing people, if living, breathing people only existed in one tiny man's brilliant fantasy.
And then there's the tiny, brilliant man himself, Kubrick, an able hand that surpasses his peers, even Hitchcock himself, when it comes to mis- en-scene. Hitchcock borevthe word subtlety into your skull, expecting his audience to match him on an intellectual level. Kubrick has no such pretensions. He intrinsically knows what you want and tells you exactly how you should feel, a refreshing concept that I've come to expect after 10 years spent living under the glorious intellectual utopia of the Bush years.
Few films will ever touch this as this will. It stands now as one of the towering achievements but all together as a human creative expression.