I loved Melville's Bartleby, The Scrivener as a portrait of a cog in the workplace who is used by his employer until he was disposible. This movie version portrays Bartleby as a crazy person who refuses to retire, and who will not move on in life. At least, that is how this film version came across. It was a horrible experience watching this movie when I could see that it totally misread the message, which is that mundane, repetitive work drains the soul of the worker.
