i make a big mistake go to see this film . that the lottery of go to see film i guess . after five minute you just know it be go to be a clunker and and i fight quite hard to stay in my seat the old lose two hour of your life kind of feeling . the fundamental problem be that and without even mention the whole historical accuracy thread of review and the script be achingly and painful and bad . the first thirty minute could have be spread out to an hour to give a plausible and real and plot development . instead and it lurch from from one undramatic dramatic event to the next . have the girl cry at the start of the film make no sense because the audience have no emotional attachment to anything at this point . and that whole walk off into the sunset through the long grass field at the end and what the hell be that about . not even the excellent ed harris could save this one . you could almost feel his pain at some of the line he have to utter . the most fabulously awful one be and for no apparent reason and he star at the girl a she copy his work in his apartment and she look up and it all go a bit fuzzy romantic kind a lighting ( or be i dreaming ) and and he say and with authority in his voice and wash me . and she get up and wash him and with a sponge . wash me wtf . that hilarious . and then there be the music . the long extended session when it be just beethoven conducting and the 9th symphony pour out of the surround sound in the cinema and the choir wait and wait and stand there silently for what seem like forever . and then and finally and launch into enormous sound . it be spine chillingly wonderful and dare i say it and it bring tear to my eye . so that be where the film pick up two star . the only part of the film where beethoven get to say exactly what he want to say . and i believe him .