Mahler Part Two aka "How I had plenty of tunes until you killed them all!"
The writing chalet that we saw metaphorically ablaze at the film's opening is now as calm and cool as an Andes thin mint bar on ice. Don't you want one?
Mahler's wife Alma was a spurned composer and yet she's still willing to silence all the cow bells, the men in lederhosen and even the lonely goatherd to get Gustav some peace and quiet. What a joy it must have been for Ken to work on this film. What a beautiful sequence. Dirndl and trachten come true in the Lake District. As Blondie once sang, my dream is on the screen.
Highlight: Is the Pumpkin man straight out of The OZ books an allusion to what Mahler faces as an outsider in Vienna?