Bride of the Wind (2001) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) and Tuna |
Scoop's comments in white: Hard to say what the worst thing is in this movie. It's kind of a toss-up between the boredom and the lack of credibility. Have to go with the boredom. First of all, there is no reason to watch it unless you are a history buff, because it has no reason to exist as a film. It tells a few stories in chronological order, and has no apparent point. It's like one of those film strips they show you in high school when the teacher doesn't want to do a lesson plan. OK, she did this, so we'll show that. Then she did this, so we'll show that. ... I have a feeling it isn't very good history, either. I don't know much about Alma Mahler, other than that she was the wife or mistress to pretty much every important man to pass through Vienna for about a 20 year period at the beginning of the 20th century. In this film, however, her words are exceptionally tedious, she shows no passion, she rarely smiles, she whines a lot, and she looks OK but not spectacular. So why did all those great minds and famous artists want to be with her? If you watch the movie you can only assume it was because she was easy, and nobody else was easy in a Catholic country at the turn of the century, so she was the only chance in town to get laid without engaging a prostitute. |
I have to guess that the real Alma had to have something far more than that goin' for her: incredible looks, penetrating intellect, boldness, a brilliant wit, fiery passion - maybe a combination of those elements - but something. Something to make all those great men want her to share their lives and their beds. |
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SIDEBAR: Tom Lehrer was the Mark Russell of his day, except he was much more intellectual, much funnier, and had more edge. Imagine if Dennis Miller wrote Mark Russell's songs, and you'll have the general idea. Dr. Lehrer's fans have never stopped missing him since he gave up his silly songs some thirty years ago in order to become a full-time mathematician. He was da man among university swells when I was just starting college. One of my roommates wanted to be Tom Lehrer. (He did manage to write one song in which he rhymed "use ya" with "homoousia".) Here's a link to lots o' Lehrer stuff. There won't be any math questions, but I recommend his most famous song "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park". If you're Catholic, the "Vatican Rag" will kill you, either with laughter or outrage. Lehrer wrote one of his typically arcane songs about Alma Mahler.
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In addition to the aloof, lifeless
characterizations in the script, some of the actors in this film seem
like amateurs, or maybe they can't understand English. The guy who
played Gropius was a good-looking guy, but clueless on his line
readings. I think maybe he was an outer space alien sent here to
infiltrate us and learn our primitive earthling ways.
If you really have to see this movie because of the subject matter, the movie has some beautiful visuals and Mahler's music, so it makes quite a lovely travelogue. Just ignore those boring people who are constantly talking in front of the Viennese landmarks. |
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