This film tells us of the life of Beethoven with a little fictional twist to it. We are compelled to believe that Beethoven's dying wish is that all he owns is to be giving to he's immortal beloved, but no name is given so a dear old friend of Beethoven's is to make it he's mission to find her. As this man acts as the audience as he meets with several narrators who take us back in time to tell the tales of Beethoven's life. The irony of the movie is that they use the music of Beethoven himself to retell his life. Although, there is no doubt that it suits the story as we all no Beethoven wrote his emotions is all his works.

             The film opens with an over view of a dying Beethoven and the sounds of his fifth symphony playing in the background. It continues to play as the funeral ceremony carries on. The symphony creates a feeling as if all that is good as just been lost. Then a man speaks a few words aloud of the composer and the music softens in order to warm your hearts.

             The next scene in which the music takes you away is that of when the women at the hotel, in which Beethoven allegedly met he's beloved, tells the story of the first and last time anyone ever met her. She tells of how the woman came and waited for Beethoven but when he never showed and merely sent a letter she left and shortly after he arrived but she was gone and he was in raged. During the entire story a song filled with longing and disappears fills your ears and takes you in to the story.

             Another scene in which the music touches you is that of Julia's anxiety to meet the great composer. The music steadily rises as she baths, dresses, and rushes over to the performance house. The music then gives a grand finally as she approaches the door to were she believes he is playing, but in reality he is not the one who play at all. Although soon they meet and we learn the truth.

             There is a war scene also influenced by Beethoven's music seems to at first give a sense of doom almost, then slight hope, and ultimately intensity grows and along with it your horror and your eyes follow.

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