I’ll confess, political satire isn’t usually my thing. Often, it feels too on-the-nose, too preachy. But then there’s Charlie Chaplin’s The Great Dictator, a film that manages to be both hilariously absurd and profoundly moving, a tightrope walk few could manage. Released in 1940, as Europe was already engulfed in war, it’s a film that took guts to make, a ...