Forman employs his highest level of craftsmanship in portraying the inner life of the greatest artist through his arch-enemy's eyes; Amadeus reminds us how films can be serious and playful, decorous and vulgar, nuanced and wild all at once. (director's cut)
Debbie looks a typical American sweetheart, and Gene's voice reminds me of Leslie Cheung. While the raining-street scene becomes a classic, the modern Broadway part is a really lengthy one, and totally off to point. Bravo for the dancers!