--- title: "Kafka" year: 1991 kind: "film" canonical: "https://film.one/film/kafka" fi1m_id: "kafka" imdb_id: "tt0102181" tmdb_id: 2297 wikidata_id: "Q1721087" fi1m_score: 58 critics_score: 51 critics_reviews: 7 published: "2026-09-09" updated: "2026-09-18T08:37:55.081199+00:00" region: "US" licence: "© Fi1m Ltd. Written by AI under a human editor; checked against sources before publication. Quote with attribution and a link to the canonical URL." --- # Kafka (1991) Directed by Steven Soderbergh · 1h 38m · MPA PG-13 · Drama, Mystery, Science Fiction ## Identity Kafka - **Canonical:** https://film.one/film/kafka - **Type:** Film - **Fi1m ID:** kafka - **IMDb ID:** tt0102181 - **TMDB ID:** 2297 - **Wikidata ID:** Q1721087 - **Same entity:** https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0102181/, https://www.themoviedb.org/movie/2297, https://www.wikidata.org/wiki/Q1721087 **Fi1m score: 58** · Critics 51 from 7 reviews *In a sentence:* Franz Kafka investigates a murder, which is more initiative than he ever allowed his own clerks > Steven Soderbergh’s second film borrows Kafka’s clerk, his Castle and his shadows for a mystery the writer would not have recognised. It is finely lit and well cast, and the story underneath is pulp; come for the look, not the dread. ## Synopsis Prague. Franz Kafka (Jeremy Irons) works by day as a clerk in an insurance office and writes at night, telling almost nobody. When a colleague is found dead and the police, in the person of Inspector Grubach (Armin Mueller-Stahl), seem content to call it suicide, the dead man’s lover Gabriela (Theresa Russell) refuses to accept it and draws Kafka towards a group who meet in secret and talk about the Castle above the city. At the office, the Chief Clerk (Alec Guinness) assigns him two assistants (Keith Allen, Simon McBurney) he did not ask for. Jeroen Krabbé plays his friend Bizzlebek; Ian Holm and Joel Grey are also in the cast. Steven Soderbergh directs, from a script by Lem Dobbs, in black and white. ## Review Steven Soderbergh followed [*sex, lies, and videotape*](https://film.one/film/sex-lies-and-videotape) with this: a black-and-white mystery set in Prague, written by Lem Dobbs, in which Franz Kafka is not the author of *The Trial* but a character in something like it. Jeremy Irons plays him as a clerk at an insurance office who writes at night and would prefer nobody knew. A colleague is found dead, the police call it suicide, and the dead man’s lover Gabriela (Theresa Russell) insists otherwise. It is a bold thing to attempt for a second film. It is also, once you take the lighting away, a paperback thriller, and the lighting is most of what we would send you to see. Walt Lloyd shoots the city in hard light and deep black, so that a lamp on a wet street throws one bright pool and everything past it is guesswork. Gavin Bocquet builds the office as ranks of desks under a high ceiling and a filing room where the shelves go up out of sight. Michael Jeffery puts everyone in stiff collars and dark coats that make the men look interchangeable, which is the point. When Kafka first stands at his desk and the only sound is a hundred pens, with Alec Guinness’s Chief Clerk coming down the aisle towards him, we felt a chill we had not expected from a film we had been told was a curiosity. Cliff Martinez keeps the score sparse and lets the scratching do the work. Irons is good, and quietly so. His Kafka is polite, tired and cornered, a man who answers every question fully because he has never learned how not to. He is best when someone in authority is being kind to him and he cannot tell why. Guinness has only a handful of scenes and makes each one a small lesson in courteous menace. Armin Mueller-Stahl’s Inspector Grubach is the other pleasure, a policeman who listens more than he speaks and seems to have already read the report. Russell is less at home; Gabriela talks in slogans, and Russell delivers them as if she would rather not. The plot is where it thins. Dobbs sends Kafka after a secret society, a conspiracy that reaches up to the Castle over the city, and the mechanics are those of a Saturday serial: a hidden entrance, a chase and a villain. Keith Allen and Simon McBurney play the two assistants the office assigns to Kafka as a music-hall double act, all synchronised nods and finished sentences. We laughed once and then wished them out of the building. The second half takes a turn we will not describe, into a kind of film we did not expect from the first half hour and did not much want, and the writer who gave us Josef K. becomes a man with a plan and a set of instructions. That is the difficulty in one sentence: Kafka’s clerks never get anywhere near an answer, and this one is allowed to look for one. Orson Welles’s *The Trial* (1962) understood that the horror was in the not knowing and made itself hard to sit through on purpose. Soderbergh’s film is much easier company and much less troubling, and we suspect he knows it. He edits the picture himself, cleanly; at 98 minutes nothing dawdles once the first half hour is done, and there are worse things to be than a handsome pulp mystery that keeps its appointments. See it if you want to watch a young director find out how much a camera and a city can do for him, and if Irons and Guinness in stiff collars sound like an evening. Do not come for Kafka; he has been borrowed for his name and his shadows and sent home before the interesting part. At home the black and white loses little, which is more than can be said for most films of its ambition. *Fi1m score 58, published 9 September 2026.* ## What the critics say The reviews split almost down the middle, and the split runs along a line of time. The American critics who saw it on release are cold. The New York Times calls the screenplay a mess while conceding Soderbergh’s direction is sound; the Los Angeles Times finds everything of interest on the surface and the plot beneath it trivial; Roger Ebert thinks a gifted director has chosen the wrong subject. Variety agrees the portrait of the artist is shallow and the story too conventional. Later British reviews are warmer. Empire, Time Out and Eye for Film all treat it as an entertaining, exaggerated mystery that borrows from Kafka’s fiction rather than a failed biopic, with Eye for Film singling out Jeremy Irons. Nearly everyone praises the look of the film and the staging. The reservations cluster on the script, a slow opening half hour, and whether the whole thing has anything to say about its subject. ## Straight answers **Is Kafka worth watching?** *Kafka* is worth watching for the look and the cast rather than the story, and we scored it 58. Walt Lloyd's black-and-white Prague and Jeremy Irons and Alec Guinness in stiff collars are the pleasures; the plot underneath is a paperback thriller with a secret society and a chase. See it as a young Soderbergh's exercise, not as a film about Kafka. **How long is Kafka, and what is it rated?** *Kafka* runs 1h 38m and is rated PG-13 by the MPA in the US. It is a drama and mystery film. **Where can I watch Kafka in the US?** *Kafka* is not on any streaming or rental service in the US at the moment. Availability is checked daily. **How does Kafka compare to The Third Man?** *Kafka* is the weaker film beside [*The Third Man*](https://film.one/film/the-third-man), though both follow a man through a shadowed Central European city of unreliable friends. Carol Reed's mystery is gripping and funny, and Joseph Cotten's writer is worth caring about; Soderbergh's is finely lit and well acted but its conspiracy plot is pulp. Watch the Reed first, and this one for the look. **What should I watch after Kafka?** After *Kafka*, try [*The Third Man*](https://film.one/film/the-third-man) (1949, Fi1m 92): Another man lost in a Central European city of tilted shadows and lying friends. Then [*Brazil*](https://film.one/film/brazil) (1985, Fi1m 83): Paperwork as nightmare, played for laughs that stick in the throat; and [*Barton Fink*](https://film.one/film/barton-fink) (1991, Fi1m 83): A writer, a hotel and peeling wallpaper; the Coens’ idea of a working holiday. ### Reviews we read (7) - **Empire**, Kim Newman (70/100, inferred): The critic finds it surprisingly strong despite its reputation as a pretentious failure, praising its exaggerated, entertaining horror-movie take on Kafkaesque themes over a literal biopic. [Read](https://www.empireonline.com/movies/reviews/kafka-review/) - **Time Out**, TCh (70/100, inferred): The film is an intriguing, idiosyncratic and often highly entertaining biopic that conflates elements of the author's life and writings into a fiction much bigger than life. It works as a genuinely eye-catching mystery thriller despite a sluggish first half hour and some misjudged absurdist comedy. [Read](https://www.timeout.com/movies/kafka) - **Variety**, Variety Staff (45/100, inferred): The story feels too conventional and the portrait of the artist too shallow; despite strong visuals and staging, the film is finally too normal. [Read](https://variety.com/1990/film/reviews/kafka-1200428864/) - **RogerEbert.com**, Roger Ebert (40/100, inferred): Soderbergh reveals a gothic stylist but the project does not suit Kafka as subject or character. The director is gifted but unwise in his choice. [Read](https://www.rogerebert.com/reviews/kafka-1992) - **Los Angeles Times**, Kenneth Turan (35/100, inferred): A beautiful, confusing letdown with everything of interest in the gorgeous surface while the plot proves trivial and cheesy. [Read](https://www.latimes.com/archives/la-xpm-1991-12-04-ca-50-story.html) - **The New York Times**, Vincent Canby (30/100, inferred): A very bad well-directed movie whose screenplay is a mess but whose handling by Soderbergh is not bad at all. [Read](https://www.nytimes.com/1991/12/04/movies/review-film-jeremy-irons-as-the-writer-with-a-day-job.html) - **Eye for Film**, Niall McCallum (75/100, inferred): The critic finds the film an entertaining, visually striking blend of Kafka's life and fiction that is less intense than Welles' The Trial but more immediately enjoyable, with strong performances especially from Jeremy Irons. [Read](https://www.eyeforfilm.co.uk/review/kafka-film-review-by-niall-mccallum) ## Details - **Director:** Steven Soderbergh - **Director:** Steven Soderbergh - **Writer:** Lem Dobbs - **Cinematography:** Walt Lloyd - **Editor:** Steven Soderbergh - **Music:** Cliff Martinez - **Production design:** Gavin Bocquet - **Costume design:** Michael Jeffery - **Producer:** Harry Benn, Stuart Cornfeld - **Cast:** Jeremy Irons as Kafka; Theresa Russell as Gabriela; Joel Grey as Burgel; Ian Holm as Dr. Murnau; Jeroen Krabbé as Bizzlebek; Armin Mueller-Stahl as Grubach; Alec Guinness as The Chief Clerk; Brian Glover as Castle Hechman - **Runtime:** 1h 38m - **Certificate (MPA):** PG-13 - **Release (the US):** 15 November 1991 - **Genres:** Drama, Mystery, Science Fiction - **Budget:** $11 million ## Where to watch in the US Not streaming, renting or buying in the US at the last check. ## Awards - Independent Spirit Awards 1992: Best Screenplay (nominated); Best Cinematography (won) ## If you liked this - *The Trial* (1962): Welles does the same author properly, and makes sure you cannot get comfortable. - *The Third Man* (1949), Fi1m 92: Another man lost in a Central European city of tilted shadows and lying friends. — [Fi1m page](https://film.one/film/the-third-man.md) - *Brazil* (1985), Fi1m 83: Paperwork as nightmare, played for laughs that stick in the throat. — [Fi1m page](https://film.one/film/brazil.md) - *Barton Fink* (1991), Fi1m 83: A writer, a hotel and peeling wallpaper; the Coens’ idea of a working holiday. — [Fi1m page](https://film.one/film/barton-fink.md) - *The Element of Crime* (1984), Fi1m 63: Von Trier’s sodium-lit detective story, if you want the mood without the plot. — [Fi1m page](https://film.one/film/the-element-of-crime.md) --- © Fi1m Ltd. 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