content: I visited a concert with mr Kissin in Stockholm a few years ago. I could barely stay awake. I then realized that popularity has nothing to do with emotionall strenght or depth, only with the superficial that stupid people are able to feel. The crowd gave their applause because of his trancendental fingermovements, and they clapped their hands because of his reputation. When the concert was over, a man shouted "Bravvoooo" just because he wanted to be the fist one to celebrate the star, and the herd followed him. The old lady beside me that had slept during the hall consert instantly flew up and shouted, because she obviously wanted to take part in something that was regarded as hip within the"cultural elite". This movie is pretty much an exampel of that. It's a circus and has nothing to do with the possibilities of the classical music.