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In Search of Mozart

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By ELLA TAYLOR

Published on September 29, 2009 at 1:09pm

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart gets lionized — and somewhat embalmed — in this solemn Festschrift by British filmmaker Phil Grabsky. At two hours plus, it should really be seen in its original format, as a television series structured around performances of Mozart's music (ineffable) and excerpts from his correspondence (lively and flatulent), with mellifluous narration by actress Juliet Stevenson. The music is divine, but the film sags beneath several tons of expert talking heads. Against this torrent of bombast, it's refreshing to hear Jonathan Miller, alumnus of Beyond the Fringe turned opera director, vehemently inveigh against the "Glyndebourne view" of Mozart's famous gassiness. The film sniffs mightily at Milos Forman's Amadeus, but even if you thought that film over the top and off the wall, you might find yourself wishing for a little more Volfie and a little less Saint Wolfgang.