A Late Quartet Reviews
Where can you go wrong with Seymour Hoffman in one of his final films, and the always excellent Keener and Walken. Wet autumnal Sunday coming up, then give it a go.
From a music standpoint, the film also failed to meet expectations. Now I didn't expect to hear Beethoven Opus 131 uncut, but there was no variation to what they played. They never played anything else than that one piece- very unrealistic for a string quartet of that magnitude. Also, I feel bad for the "coaches" who had to train these actors to play the instruments, because they did a horrible job. No one held their instrument right, and in no way could've produced the sound that was heard in the film. I don't expect Philip Seymour Hoffman to be able to play a concerto, but I wish he could've been taught to fake it better; that goes for all of them.
For music lovers, this film is not the right fit.
All in all a beautiful melancholy about what you really love.