Premiered September 19th, 1984.
Directed by Milos Forman.
Starring F. Murray Abraham, Tom Hulce, Elizabeth Berridge.
Music by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Antonio Salieri.
What does one say about genius, when one cannot even hazard a guess as to what it feels like to think that way? What does it smell like, or taste like. or look like? What does it sound like? Well this was the task of the endlessly talented crew that put the 1984 film Amadeus together, and with all that focus on genius so pure it looks like crazy from the outside, they picked up a little of it themselves and made one hell of a good film (if you'll allow me a slight understatement).
Mozart (1756-1791) was a world renowned composer by the age of 8. At the time of his death, at only 35 years of age, he'd composed 626 published pieces (including 40 symphonies). He was highly celebrated in his time among fellow composers and audiences alike for his daring musical techniques and bold subject choices. He was a prevalent socialite outside of the music scene as well as in it. He was to have partied more than he did almost anything else (except work). As much as he did work however, he spent money faster
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placement of said pieces, is excellent (this a particularly good one - my favorite of his operatic compositions. This is how it appears in the film. For some context, Mozart's wife has just left him). With a body of work as expansive and damn near perfect as this one, those choices can't have been easy ones to make. The cinematography leaves nothing to be desired. The frames are rich, wide and fluid. Even close-ups feel larger than life. The construction of the story includes Salieri (Abraham) narrating his past with Mozart to a priest that visits him as an old man in a mental hospital. In these scenes, we get a lot of his face, close-cropped and expressive, describing the greatest competitor and the greatest genius that had ever crossed his path.These shots are beautiful. The sets to are lush and complex, depicting the time and reflecting the principal character all in one tidy package. The colors deserve particular notoriety. They change to set the mood along with the lighting. The stage scenes are bright, glowing almost, while Mozart at home and Salieri in present day are depicted in a dark, flickering single sourced light (exampled here). The costumes, in that vein, are out of this world. They are immense and refined and historically accurate and just spectacular.
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9/10. Majestic. Voluptuous. Watching this movie is like eating a 4 course meal at your Italian grandmother's house.
Those to be honorably mentioned this year are as follows: Beverly Hills Cop (Eddie Murphy not being annoying as hell and instead being actually funny), Footloose (Kenny Loggins and Kevin Bacon team up to make dancing legal again), The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai (no words. I have no words for this one), Broadway Danny Rose (Woody in his truest and most hilarious form), Dune (David Lynch what? I swear you don't even understand what you're doing most of time), The Flamingo Kid (just Romeo & Juliet with Matt Dillon and bathing suits), A Nightmare on Elm Street (Johnny Depp gets eaten by a bed and dies his way right into our hearts *sighs because Johnny Depp*), Oxford Blues (honestly, it's bad, but it's Rob Lowe in a rowing movie set in England, and Rob Lowe in anything has to be good. I'm pretty sure that's science), Purple Rain (Does it really count? Yes. Is it amazing? Yes. Will you ever look at purple the same way again? No.), Sixteen Candles (the only John Hughes film with a Bowie song in it, so for all it's potential shortcomings, it's perfect), and Greystoke: The Legend of Tarzan, Lord of the Apes (I know you're raising your eyebrows up there, but it's really not bad). I'm not saying this was a good year, but it's a year I certainly enjoy.
Peace,
Gang.
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