Farinelli

Synopsis: Farinelli, is the artistic name of Carlo Broschi, a young singer in Handel's time. He was castrated in his childhood in order to preserve his voice. During his life he becomes to be a very famous opera singer, managed by his mediocre brother (Riccardo).
Director(s): Gérard Corbiau
Production: Sony Pictures Home Entertainment
  Nominated for 1 Oscar. Another 6 wins & 3 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.9
Rotten Tomatoes:
64%
R
Year:
1994
111 min
13 Views


Don't sing again, Carlo!

Don't sing again!

They'll do this to you!

Your death is in your throat!

Enough!

Riccardo Broschi...

this introduction is unworthy

of what I've taught you.

Maestro Porpora, please!

You cannot judge

his score...

until you've heard

at least the first part sung.

These two...

were made for each other.

Then let us hear this music.

This joint creation by...

your two sons,

Signor Broschi.

That's what you want,

isn't it?

Go on.

Sing.

What are you waiting for?

Carlo Broschi, sing!

Sing!

You have ten seconds

to save your brother.

Your voice, my boy.

Your voice!

Let me hear your voice!

Why did the castrato die?

Why? Why?

Don't ever refuse your voice

to your brother.

My sons must never

leave each other.

I want you to swear it.

I don't want them to do it to me.

I don't want to die!

I don't want to die!

1740 - The Palace

Of Philip V Of Spain

Carlo! It's me, Riccardo!

I'm here! I've spent three years

looking for you.

Carlo, it's me!

It's me, Carlo!

Who's that?

Who is he?

It's his brother,

Your Majesty.

Riccardo Broschi.

It's me, Riccardo!

Let me go!

Carlo, stop them!

It's me, Riccardo!

I'm Riccardo!

Make them stop!

Naples

18 Years Earlier

Let's go, Carlo.

This fellow seems...

to be missing

a thing or two!

Carlo, please!

Stay calm.

Let's hear it

for the trumpet player!

Surely here...

in the land of music...

there must be a singer

who can take on my trumpeter!

He's my brother.

Hey, you!

What's your name?

He mashed your famous

trumpet player into farina!

Farinelli!

The show continues,

ladies and gentlemen!

The show continues.

Fill up the basket!

Signor Farinelli!

Signor Farinelli!

What do you want?

This isn't the time! Go away!

A message from Handel!

Hurry up!

A message from Handel!

I want young Farinelli

to accompany me to England.

I wish to hire him

for my theater in London.

Well? What does

young Farinelli think of that?

Young Farinelli...

wonders why

the Maestro thought of him?

You amused me.

Your duel with the trumpet

was very entertaining.

Well, I'm waiting, Farinelli.

What sum did the Maestro...

have in mind to secure

the services of the Broschi brothers?

I'll only take the youngster.

If he works hard...

I may give him a contract.

I'm afraid you don't understand,

Maestro.

Contract or no contract,

the Broschi brothers stay together.

I have to buy them

by the pair?

I am a composer, Maestro.

Dear God!

Farinelli sings

what I compose...

especially for him.

- He sings just about anything.

- I don't quite understand.

Anything at all.

That's what I said.

He sings just about anything.

Don't you see

that in his hands...

you'll never be more

than a sideshow attraction?

Do you have

so little regard for music...

that you'd waste your voice

singing rubbish?

Without music,

you don't exist.

You're just a creature

without balls.

Neither man, nor woman.

Your voice

is the only justification...

for your existence.

In here...

there's merely an organ

that nature lets you enjoy...

so you'll forget

how ridiculous that one is.

May God forgive me!

Some Years Later

Riccardo.

Why do you keep saying Riccardo?

I'm almost finished. Wait.

You've been rewriting Act Two

of Orpheus for ten years!

Will he ever get

to the underworld?

Wait.

- Is it really finished?

- Well, finished--

Finished-- Uh, finished--

It needs more work,

but you'll see...

the flourishes

are diabolical!

You'll have to go without inhaling

for at least one minute.

I can manage one minute.

Give it to me.

All right.

Try it.

Sing!

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