17 September 2011

But can she cook?

Nannerl, la soeur de Mozart (Mozart's sister)

Crit
The title character has genius. As much as her kid brother? Who knows? No one can ever know, and no one could ever have known, with the possible exception of their impresario father, who exploits Nanerl's harpsichord skills as a sort of a dog-standing-on-its-hind-legs sideshow to the headliner. (The narrative is fictionalized, but that Papa Mozart was a money-grubbing fame-hound is well documented; in the film he fudges both children's ages by a year, the better to emphasize their precocity, particularly Wolfy's.)

Repressed by her father (who forbids her to pursue her aptitudes for violin and composition--pursuits that obviously require possession of a penis) and by her culture, she muddles along as best she can for as long as she can, with a boost from accidental friendships with two children of Louis XV. One of those friendships, with the Dauphin Louis, becomes a romance that promises better results than it delivers. The historical overtitles of the final shot are manifestly depressing.

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