Film

A Clockwork Orange

Name: A Clockwork Orange
Genre: Science Fiction, Crime
Released: 1971
Cast: Malcolm McDowell, Patrick Magee, Carl Duering, Michael Bates, Warren Clarke

A brutal, dazzlingly stylish provocation dressed as satire: Kubrick's vision of a near-future England where a teenage sociopath's spree of ultraviolence collides with a state desperate to cure him of free will. It's gorgeous, disturbing, and engineered to make you complicit before it makes you uncomfortable. Not for the squeamish, but essential for anyone curious about how far cinema can push moral discomfort while never losing its nerve.

TMDb rating

8.2

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