2 Best Amadeus Monologues – Opening Monologue

Amadeus

On the page it looked nothing.The beginning simple..Almost comical.Just a pulse.Bassoons and basset horns, like a rusty squeezebox.But then high above it, an oboe Just a single note hanging there unwavering. Until a clarinet took over and sweetened it to a phrase of such a delight. This was no composition by a performing monkey. This was a music I have never heard before. Filled with such longing, such unfulfillable longing, it had me trembling. It seemed to me that I was hearing the voice of God. “DIRECTOR’S CUT” But why? Why would God choose an obscene child to be his instrument? It was not to be believed. This pidce had to be an accident! It had to be… It better be.

In the 1984 film Amadeus, F. Murray Abraham, in his Academy Award-winning performance as composer Antonio Salieri, reminiscing and breaking down to Father Vogel about the immature Wolfgang Mozart’s sublime Serenade No.10 for Winds:

Amadeus (Antonio Salieri)

Category: Movie Role: Antonio Salieri From: Amadeus

On the page it looked nothing. The beginning simple, almost comic. Just a pulse – bassoons and basset horns – like a rusty squeezebox. And then suddenly, high above it, an oboe, a single note, hanging there unwavering, until a clarinet took it over and sweetened it into a phrase of such delight! This was no composition by a performing monkey! This was a music I’d never heard. Filled with such longing, such unfulfillable longing. It seemed to me that I was hearing the voice of God.
My plan was so simple that it terrified me. First I must get the death mass and then I, I must achieve his death. His funeral! Imagine it, all of Vienna there, Mozart’s coffin, Mozart’s little coffin in the middle, and then suddenly, in that silence, music! A divine music bursts out over them all. A great mass of death! Requiem mass for Wolfgang Mozart, composed by his dear friend, Antonio Salieri! Oh what sublimity, what depth, what passion in the music! Salieri has been touched by God at last. And God is forced to listen!! Powerless, powerless to stop it! I, for once in the end, laughing at him! The only thing that bothered me was the actual killing. How does one do that? Hm? How does one kill a man? Well it’s one thing to dream about it; very different when you, when you have to do it with your own hands.