Few recent films seem as destined for greatness as Brady Corbet's The Brutalist. The director may not speak publicly about his influences or the relationship between art and commerce in the post-World War II USA, but it is not necessary either. The images of The Godfather, Once Upon a Time in America, The Conformist, overflow the screen.
Since its debut at the Venice Film Festival, specialized critics have been applauding this monumental epic. But after all, what makes this film…