Seymour: An Introduction (2015)

I am only giving this movie a 1 for the great cast, though I can't imagine what any of them were thinking. This movie was horrible

This is a small, humorous movie in some ways, but it has a huge heart. What a nice experience.

It is a whirlwind of delight --- attractive actors, stunning couture, spectacular sets and outrageous parties.

The story, direction, characters, and writing/dialogue is akin to taking a tranquilizer shot to the neck, but everything else was so well done.

Having been a fan of classical music for about ten years now, I must confess I'd never heard of Seymour Bernstein. What's worse is that this was a man being touted as someone who 'needed no introduction'. Good thing then Ethan Hawke created the very appropriately titled Seymour: An Introduction which goes beyond music and gives a glimpse of an entire ethos and lifestyle.We see Bernstein sitting at the piano in his cozy little apartment, practicing (what I think is) a Scarlatti piece and trying to get a certain phrase just right. From here on out, the documentary alternates between several types of scenes: masterclasses, interviews, casual conversations, etc. We see how his masterclasses help his students with phrasing and so on. The documentary takes on a hypnotic quality--aided by the immense amount of Schubert--as Bernstein explains his views on music, life and everything in between.My first experience with classical music was Milos Forman's Amadeus which blew me away, because it wasn't just about music, but the people behind the music, their passions and obsessions. Seymour: An Introduction works in similar ways. Like Salieri, Seymour sees music as something more than just sound waves entering our ears. Music can be transcendent. It can be a force that unites people (as seen when Seymour reminisces about his wartime concerts). Ethan Hawke himself only appears about three times, making sure to not make the documentary about him, and you can feel he took great pains to paint Seymour in a light that adequately reflects the man's way of life.I did feel, however, that the documentary could have bothered to spend more time on a few select topics. Take the notion of interpretation, for example. Seymour says that Glenn Gould, while a genius, let his eccentricity seep into his interpretations too much. When Gould plays Bach, Seymour only hears Gould. However, in an earlier masterclass, Seymour himself suggested that a slight alteration in interpretation be made, because we 'feel' that it must be played in a certain way and so on. I'm not saying Seymour is a hypocrite. Far from it. What I am saying is that the documentary implicitly raises questions of interpretation: what makes a good interpretation and when does an interpretation deviate 'just too much' from the source material? When does a unique interpretation go from 'inspired' to 'eccentric'? Another example is when Seymour explains he quit performing due to stress. A close friend then raises the question of whether or not a performer has a certain responsibility to his talent, art and audience despite any amount of stress. Yet, the documentary never shows Seymour giving a direct answer to this question (though we can guess he feels he's accepted this responsibility in the way he passes on his craft to his pupils). I get that the focus is ultimately on Seymour, but it still bothered me that these kinds of interesting topics were being addressed yet sometimes not really dealt with.All in all though, the portrait it manages to paint of a man and his entire lifestyle in under ninety minutes leaves a lasting impression. Any niggling complaints about the documentary's reluctance to discuss certain musical topics in-depth are superseded by the romantic, gentle way Hawke portrays Bernstein.

Some very thoughtful and well-written reviews have been posted about this film. Justifiably so!For me the beauty of it is in it's pure portrayal of a regular guy who understood early what captivated him.....and his joy for it and exploration of it has never wavered. He remained a performing musician for as long as it made sense to him and then transitioned to being a valued teacher of other musicians.Seymour is also a thinker and has come to some meaningful and wonderful conclusions about life and purpose. He articulates those in his ever gentle manner. I very much identified with the part where he speaks of looking within for answers and meaning more than looking to external entities or individuals to provide you with those. So, so true.I was quite choked up towards the end but not from sadness; no, quite the opposite. From bearing witness to a life that has been, all of, fulfilling, purposeful, simple, deep, accomplished, stressful, pained from difficult relationships, enlightened and content.Ethan Hawke, who has never really resonated with me (sorry, bro), as writer and director, has produced a fantastic film. I would say this is his calling and I walked out of the movie thinking, 'oh my gosh, I hope he does more films like this.' Go see it.

As a musician of 50 years standing and an international teaching and performing career, I can honestly say, this movie was a "stunner". Professor Bernstein embodies all of those qualities of a teacher, a performer and a wise professor of life and culture that we all emulate and have tried in our careers to articulate. He is more than a "guru" but an icon of performance practice and pedagogy that will stand the test of time in this important and beautiful film.Ethan Hawke should be commended and lauded for bringing this important man and his wisdom to light in this profound way. In my opinion, this film should be "required viewing" for every pedagogue, music lover, and aspiring performer. It should (at least) be in the library of every university, music school and college in the country. Fantastic film and the best music film I have ever seen.

. . . I drove way out to view SEYMOUR: AN INTRODUCTION. It turns out that director Ethan Hawke's film doesn't even mention the Glass Family (or even BOYHOOD's Evans clan). SEYMOUR actually is about a father who had "three daughters and a pianist." After this ivory tickler saw body bags when drafted into the U.S. Army fighting in Korea, he cut short his concert career to become a piano teacher (like Marion the Librarian in THE MUSIC MAN). This title character, Seymour Bernstein, apparently lacked the stomach to tackle the showier popular pieces a concert career demands, such as Rachmaninoff's Third, which was pulled off by the mental guy in SHINE. Disparaging successful, crowd-pleasing pianists here such as Glenn Gould, Liberace, and Billy Joel, Mr. Bernstein spends his post-concert hall years in his one-room apartment composing pieces with titles like "Belinda the Chipmunk" and pounding out tunes written by unbalanced minds, such as that 25-year-old guy who married a Sweet Sixteen gal, Schumann. They say "Those who can, do." Others teach.