I hoped, when I sat down to watch this film on cable, that I would learn a lot about deconstructionism. When it was over I had learned nothing...nothing! What a waste! Not that the film is boring; it gives us some candid glimpses of Derrida and some idea of what he is like as a person. But, when the subject of a film is supposedly one of the most influential philosophers of modern times, I would expect to gain at least some minimal exposure to his ideas. Maybe those ideas are over the film makers' heads? I guess I'll have to go to the library and check out a few books on the Master in order to see what he is all about. I certainly didn't get it from this film.
Review of Derrida
