I feel like this is what Stanley Kubrick’s Clockwork Orange was trying to be a stylistic bizarro thriller that kind of left the emotions and conflict of conscience behind. However, Kubrick’s film was not able to achieve this because after reading the book the film did not do the book justice. In the book the reader felt something for Alex felt conflicted in his treatment in Kubrick’s film nothing was felt. In Bronson, there is no book to be read before watching the film and we have no inclination about what we should be feeling towards this character that is a malicious fighter with immense delusions of grandeur. This may help in letting the viewer feel something for the character and then again maybe it has nothing to do with it. In this film you end up rooting for the “bad guy.” He is set up as such a charismatic and bizarrely like-able character through strategic and integral scenes where he talks to an imaginary audience (at least I think its imaginary). It doesn’t hurt that they have someone who seems absolutely perfect for the part. You end up feeling bad for him when the one woman he professes his love to tells him that she already has a boyfriend. He seems like an ok guy as long as you don’t get in his way but with a record as bad as his it seems necessary for the law to step in. On top of this the movie is very fun and visually thrilling. All of the scenes are well lit and slow motion is used in interesting ways, and the color schemes are great. Nice subtle blues and extremely warm oranges and yellows, and, at times, harsh reds.