Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb

“The Bomb overshadowed global politics. It was a kind of ultimate hole card in a game where the stakes were life on earth. Then Kubrick’s film opened with the force of a bucketful of cold water, right in the face.” – Roger Ebert

Dr. Strangelove arrived three years after Joseph Heller’s Catch-22: two works that cleaved a bold path of satire and savagery through the Cold War thicket of the early 1960′s. From the “you can’t fight in the War Room” War Room to the not-at-all-subtle phallic cigar chomping military officers, Strangelove skewers with pure wit until arriving at the only logical conclusion: nuclear annihilation (though, in the context of the movie, even that is pretty funny). With one of cinema’s all-time greats in the director’s chair, and a lineup that included Peter Sellers, Sterling Hayden, Terry Southern, and Slim Pickens, Strangelove is one of those rare moments in movie-culture when, to put it bluntly, the stars aligned.

Dir. Stanley Kubrick, 1964, DCP, 94min