Suddenly confronted with his own mortality after a routine checkup, eminent psychotherapist Julius Hertzfeld is forced to reexamine his life and work -- and seeks out Philip Slate, a sex addict whom he failed to help some twenty years earlier. Yet Philip claims to be cured -- miraculously transformed by the pessimistic teachings of German philosopher Arthur Schopenhauer -- and is, himself, a philosophical counselor in training. Philips dour, misanthropic stance compels Julius to invite Philip to join his intensive therapy group in exchange for tutoring on Schopenhauer. But with mere months left, life may be far too short to help Philip or to compete with him for the hearts and minds of the group members. And then again, it might be just long enough....Continua
2.5/5. Disappointing when compared to "When Nietzsche Wept", which did manage to engage me a lot more than this one. Part of it has to do with the actual group dialogues, of which I'm not sure whether they're ham-fisted writing, or accurate portrayal because, yes, Rogerian people actually dó talk like that at times; they use phrases like 'stand in your power', 'the therapist's toolkit', and urge you to visualize things such as tearing up a mental note with all your worries written on it (it's tacky, and moreover it seldom works in decreasing worries). Not to mention the ending, which is corny as f**k. The meditations on attachment and death make it a bit worthwhile, but nothing more....Continua
...quote from it. It’s when Zarathustra says,
‘ Was that life ?
Well, then, once again ! ’