To my mind, Terry Gilliam’s 1985 dystopian vision, Brazil, is an all-time cinematic great. Alas, the two fifteen year-old lads with us this evening didn’t quite agree. To be fair, the film is quite old now. Still, its mixture of the slapstick and the bleak is, like Benigni’s La Vita e Bella and Orwell’s original 1984 (on which Brazil is loosely based) also an exploration of how the human mind might survive when all is, quite definitively, lost. Escapism (self-delusion and fantasy) is the basic answer (there is no way out and so only a way inwards), but if this need not be quite as fatalistic as Brazil’s vision, it is surely the only viable solution, as Viktor Frankl concluded in the ghastliest of circumstances imaginable.