I loved this film, which retraces the life of “Il Boemo.” We see the character change over the course of the story: at first, he knows very little about bourgeois life, which is taught to him by a libertine marquise. Eventually, he manages to be accepted into the highest circles of society and succeeds in writing works for the grandest operas. He would likely go on to inspire Mozart’s career, whom he meets when Mozart is still just a child.

It's like when you have a friend who's a master chef but when you go there for dinner he decides to play spin the bottle instead. Josef Mysliveček was a Czech composer famous for writing beautiful music so they decided it would be better to make a 2 1/2 hour movie about how he slept around, even though Mysliveček's Wikipedia page says, "Other than a reputation for promiscuity recorded in the Mozart correspondence, nothing is known of Mysliveček's love life. ... There is no documentation to support reports of romantic liaisons with the singers Caterina Gabrielli and Lucrezia Aguiari; no mention of love affairs with these singers pre-dates the publication of the fifth edition of the Grove Dictionary of Music and Musicians (1954)." Look, you guys know me and know that I have less culture than a lab petri dish so there's something seriously wrong if **I'm** the one saying they needed more opera and less a litany of all the women he may or may not have banged.