Spring Symphony

In Brief: Reasonably accurate (with a modicum of subtext that's so slight as to be almost nonexistent) account of the early years of composer Robert Schumann (Herbert Groenemeyer) and Clara Wieck (Nasstassja Kinski). Spring Symphony (1983) is the sort of biopic that gives biopics a bad name. It runs no risks and is so intent not to offend anyone that it barely seems to exist as a movie in its own right — and ends up feeling like some sort of ephemeral TV special. Apart from Ms. Kinski, most of the cast is unlikely to be known to U.S. audiences. Herbert Gronemeyer, who plays Schumann, is, frankly, a pudding-faced bore and scarcely able to carry a film, much less convince us of either his genius or his passion for young Clara. It's not sanitized exactly like a 1940s Hollywood biopic, but it's certainly bland. Worst of all, though, is the fact that it has absolutely no feeling for the music. It's sometimes nice to look at, and (I guess) it gets points as a safe thumbnail sketch, but that's faint praise for this pedestrian movie.