With all its pomp, ceremony, feathers and wigs, Interlude in Prague encourages movie poster quoting descriptors such as "lavish", "exquisite" or "sumptuous".
Indeed the classical period, in which this tale is set, is an era that cinema has shown its fair share of adoration for.
Visually, Interlude in Prague comfortably slips into cinema's favourite feathery slippers and delivers a film that is utterly gorgeous to look at. However, no amount of "lavish" production design, "exquisite" costumes or "sumptuous" cinematography (all of which are valid here) can hide this film's shortcomings.
Director and co-writer John Stephenson has examined the period when Mozart was to compose Don Giovanni. I'm no historian, nor a Mozart fanboy, but a quick google reveals his time in Prague did seem to have a significant influence on the famed opera. But beyond that, Interlude in Prague seems comprised of half-truths, unrelated rumours of infidelity and other bits and bobs.
It's a potpourri of questionable facts that are lavishly fleshed out with more gratuitous embellishments than Trump's twitter account; the result is an inventive fantasy about how Mozart's famous opera might have been inspired.