The casting is awful. Only one of the four main, historical characters looks like the real person, and it's infuriating to see an ugly (sorry) Nietzsche and a cute Freud and even a very pretty Lou Salome. (although it's actually fantastic to see the actress every time she graces the screen) Growing a mustache on just anybody doesn't work; I don't care if he played in American Gangster that same year! The acting is bad, but I like hearing Nietzsche's ideas or what he might of said if he met the founding fathers of psychoanalysis on his historic trip through Austria during his actual depression from his actual failed relationship with Salome who was indeed a playgirl of sorts with the period's intellectuals. It's definitely an independent film in the sense that it's amateurish. There are interesting and surreal dream sequences although they aren't awesome. Maybe they resemble the book, but I'm just telling you to keep your hopes grounded. The title should have mentioned the psychoanalyst(s) instead of weeping. I don't care what the book was called. Adaptations are often renamed anyway. I think Nietzsche and the Nazis is a better movie for hearing Nietzsche's thoughts and even arguments against the accusation that his sister gave his works to the Nazis who twisted all of their meanings although that movie also isn't great; it's just a guy talking and playing dress up in front of progressively Gothic/romantic scenery, and the first hour is all about the Nazis.
Review of When Nietzsche Wept
