Perhaps my favorite movie, of all time. I first saw this as a kid in 1987. I was obsessed with classical music at the time and this movie had all the right elements to keep me fascinated. I loved Wolfgang, but I really wanted to be Katerina. She was just dripping with Rococo sex appeal. She had the voice, an amazing wardrobe, a wig to rival Marie Antoinette, enough cleavage to launch a thousand ships, and to my mind: a kind of beauty to make your eyes drunk and your heart ache.