Chewy Cronenbergian goodness. I actually use that term in my review of David Cronenberg's latest film, A Dangerous Method. I am quite proud of the term actually - even if I am not quite sure what it means. Whatever it means, it is how the film made me feel. The film is the story of the relationship between Carl Jung and Sigmund Freud, and the woman who came between them. This description seems a bit more salacious than it probably needs to be, but then what appears to be a proper period piece at first, is given a serious Cronenbergian overhaul - a chewy Cronenbergian overhaul of goodness. But enough of that. My review of the film (originally seen at this year's Philadelphia Film Festival) is currently up and running over at The Cinematheque.