Film Reviews by None

Oh dear, this has not translated well to American influences and the very big screen. A wonderful and mesmerising play. A dreary, irritating, and poorly paced film. The American accents grate (OK, Mozart's wife was probably ill educated, but would she grimace like a cheerleader all the way through and utter comments like 'Whass-the-ma''er?'.) The music interludes, generally, are glorious so I'd suggest fifteen minutes at the beginning, then keep mute and fast forward until the Mozart figure is off screen. And what happened to Simon Callow? Such a wasted opportunity by Milos Forman, which is made clearer when you read 'My Life in Pieces'. Bad. Truly bad.