A fascinating and engaging picture. I’m deeply annoyed, though, to learn that it was all made up. I figured that there was a lot of creative license, but, you know, I also figured that the character of Max Rothman was real. I mean, he’s the title of the movie for heaven’s sake! Not only is he not real, he’s probably not even an amalgam, as there is no evidence that Hitler ever slummed around the art scene after WWI. My swift internet research tells me that once Hitler was rejected from art school before the war he pretty much gave up. Anyway, as a movie, though, “Max” is remarkable. It is basically “Revenge of the Sith” done intellectual-like. I don’t know that I’ve ever seen a movie set in Germany directly after WWI, and that is a pretty fascinating period in history and in art. Noah Taylor’s performance is terrific, portraying young Hitler as a twitchy, insecure little man with a cool haircut and fine eye for fashion. I couldn’t help but thinking of this young Hitler, at the galleries, with his nifty duds as a sort of Teutonic Queer Eye. His transformation into a raging anti-Semite rabble rouser is a remarkable third act, especially as Meyjes and Taylor sell it all as grand, twisted performance art. . .all the way down to his doodles of swastikas and autobahns. There are some bullshit tangential love story elements that slow the movie down a bit. I hope more movies that deal with heavy political or social themes will follow the lead of Good Night and Good Luck and just stick to the material. I also wish someone who really knew their shit about the Third Reich could watch this with me and tell me what has a basis in truth. The BBS at the imdb is mostly people screaming thinly veiled racist epithets at each other.