How can we face the quest
of freedom in God's service when the quest propels us
into an existence that is a vacuum, devoid
of all the familiar
symbols of security, ground to walk on, means
of subsistence, and some reasonable assurance
of continuity?
From behind the mask's blue eyes comes the menacing purr
of Michael Fassbender, yet this is the project that should have been called «Shame»: co-writers Jon Ronson («The Men Who Stare at Goats») and Peter Straughan («Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy») turn the frontman's prop
into a potent
symbol of artistic
freedom and painful social dysfunction alike.