Vincent has a grudge against Denis, and not without reason. Twice Vincent
has led himself to think he has found his ideal soul mate, and on both occasions
the woman in question left him and went off with Denis. Now that he
has met Anna and is enjoying the happiest of love affairs with her he fears
that history is about to repeat itself again. Maybe if he understood
why Denis was so attractive to the opposite sex, Vincent might have a chance
to thwart him and keep the woman he has fallen for, instead of being routinely
turned over. Vincent struggles to comprehend just why Denis is such
a babe magnet. Is it because he has the gift of the gab, able to talk
his women into submission? Or is it something more fundamental - his
hideous taste in clothing, the kind of wearing apparel you should only look
at through dark glasses? Or is it because he teaches wrestling as if
it were a philosophy? Just what is it that Denis has that Vincent doesn't?
In his letters to his friends and family, Franz Kafka gives us a rich self-portrait that is surprisingly upbeat, nor the angst-ridden soul we might expect.
In the 1910s, French cinema led the way with a new industry which actively encouraged innovation. From the serials of Louis Feuillade to the first auteur pieces of Abel Gance, this decade is rich in cinematic marvels.