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The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

The movie's neither hopeful in contrived ways, nor hopeless in different contrived ways. Somehow it manages to be wonderful

I enjoyed watching this film and would recommend other to give it a try , (as I am) but this movie, although enjoyable to watch due to the better than average acting fails to add anything new to its storyline that is all too familiar to these types of movies.

A clunky actioner with a handful of cool moments.

I started watching this picture waiting for something like Zorba,but l have to confess l found it too hard to understand and complex screenplay,nevertheless apart all amazing greek and spanish landscape keeping alive the movie,gave us a relief with such boring time to reach an epic ending which seems make sense the the previous wasting time,great cinematography is great by Guy Green but the plot is too confusing an fictional which stay a lack of more realism!!Resume:First watch: 2018 / How many: 1 / Source: DVD / Rating: 7

You may of course disagree but John Fowles sometimes "goes beyond the edge" and, in my view, after "The Magus" and "The French Lieutenant's Woman" he may have depleted his more interesting sources of literary creativity. As I look into "The Magus" I see in it a magnificent deconstructing of reality where symbologies & myth become the only identifiable elements in an unknown territory. I know of at least one Ph.D. Thesis dealing with similar topics here in Spain, at Comillas University, by a young American philosopher called M.Armenteros. He has seen the film and related its contents to some contemporary features of agnosticism. In "The Magus" the whole of reality is questioned. Only symbols appear as if to soften the sense of total absurdity. But even such symbols are discomforting, the meanings of life and death, deprived of transcendence, wind up getting closer and closer to the fog of mythology (i.e. "nothingness"). I interpreted the "Magus" as a film which attempts to depict hopelesness through absurdity. It is not about "climb every mountain" but rather "doubt every faith". In the book, the element of personal and political "Freedom" ("Elevteria") played a larger role in that deconstructed vision of a supposedly questionable reality. For both Fowles and Sartre our lives are an absurd where freedom becomes a mirage that distracts us from the only basic reality: death. Freedom is just meandering across our own hells. Even if I disagree with it I find the film discomforting indeed but worthy of watching and far better that the cheesier version of "The French Lieutenant's Woman".

A puzzle within a paradox of a film - as was intended by the author.Caine dismissed it as one of his lesser films.Central is a quote from T.S.Elliot's Little Gidding reflecting on the meaning of existence ( We shall arrive at where we started from,and yet know the place for the first time)The film spirals around the central character's convoluted conversations with the Magus (Quinn)without obvious resolution.Yet once reported ( supposedly by Fowles) that Bergen's character was the sister of Ann and the meeting with the Magus intended to highlight to Caine's character his selfish treatment of her which led to her demise.

I don't like many movies at all, I feel pretty dumb for rating a movie I haven't seen for 37 years, and I seldom like one so much that I run out and but the book. But I did, and I liked it too.Without giving away the ending, I think it's safe to say this much: I despise stories based on the supernatural or mysteries that remain unsolved. Let me just add that this movie makes you wonder what magic a benevolent psychotherapist might work if he could cheat in the service of salvation--if, for the sake of delivering a man from himself, no holds were barred.I was 29 years old when I saw this movie, and things were different in 1968, but I still like movies I can easily follow. It surprises me to read that _The Magus_ is vague or confused. If I got it, anybody would. _The Ipcress File_ had introduced me to Michael Caine in 1965, but I'm not sure I'd seen Candace Bergen before. She was never so beautiful.