AMADEUS -- by Jacobus Scriptor

What's not to like in a movie with a laughing, pink-haired rather than stoic and dignified Mozart, awesome music, girls in tight dresses that make their boobies poke out, the biggest hair you've seen in your life, insane jealousy, dilemmas regarding the character of God, death by composition, and last but not least Mozart's cute little wife constantly calling him "Wolfie?"

This movie has a pleasant mix of tragedy, irony, humor, and bacchanalia. Narrated as a confession given by the antagonist we get the in-depth look at the Court Composer of some Austrian emperor or other. We observe as he deals with adoring the rock star-ish and yet inadequately appreciated Mozart, and resenting him completely for having superior talent and inferior piety. Eventually Court Composer (I don't remember his name) of course turns to the dark side and begins meticulously working to destroy Mozart and his career while shamefully attending every concert because he is unable to resist the "voice of God." I love the interactions between Mozart and his wife, their intense affection. His total preoccupation with his work draws the constant reminder from her to "get the money first." It is a reminder I frequently get in reference to my career as a crack-whore. This movie deals with conflicts of class, extreme piety vs. joyful life, Cambellian reconciliation with the father, and a hero who wins by losing. 'Tis truly a great flick