Seeming to sense that Carl Jung isn't a made-for-video kind of guy, the makers of The World Within leaven 1950s interview footage of the Swiss shrink with pointless montages of raindrops, tribal dancing, and William Blake watercolors. Though Jung groupies might appreciate the long excerpts of the master extemporizing on the unconscious, The World Within piggybacked by Remembering Jung, 20 minutes of a British author's reminiscences is mostly tedious and unenlightening. C-

