Schultze Gets The Blues put me to sleep, literally.
It took me two sessions of watching the DVD to
get through it all the way.
I loved the premise -- an old man who has lost his
lifelong job at the salt mines finds new passion for
his accordion after hearing zydeco music on the radio.
This movie is slow slow slow, and there is no payoff.
When Schultze's friends send him to America as a gift, the old
man putts around in a tiny old riverboat, but we never
see him play the music that had captured his heart.
True there are bits of charm here and there,
such as the respectful old-fashioned way the
old many removes his had and says "Shultze"
to introduce himself. His friends are loving.
Schultze's garden back home is well-tended,
complete with gnomes borrowed from Amelie.
But when all was said and done, there seemed
to be no meaning in the telling of Schultze's
tale, outside of a vague meaningless sadness
in growing old and dying.