This movie tries to be a combination of Mel Brooks and Woody Allen, with a bit of dense Eastern European farce thrown in. It was made in Yugoslavia and looks like it. It's just too painful to watch, even with Carol Kane. She was one reason I watched it, but everyone else was terrible. Who is (was) Bud Cort and where did they dig him up? I also wanted to see what they came up with about Freud (not one of my favorite people) and it was dreadfully unfunny. Also the period got skewered again, just like in other films when the producers treat the period style and costumes in a cavalier manner. Why can't movie makers be satisfied with making the actors and actresses look like they would have at the time of the story? It's unbelievable how "off" they usually are. Sometimes you can't tell if it's 1870 or 1970. And of course there always have to be references to inventions that haven't been invented yet or to people who haven't been born yet or hanging framed paintings or photos of people from later periods. Why can't they get experts like me to work on these period films? But then, you wouldn't have jobs for all those relatives of producers, directors, "stars", etc. who need "work".
Review of The Secret Diary of Sigmund Freud
