One of a kind: Peter Greenaway's mesmerizing images combined with 86-year-old John Gielgud speaking
Prospero's Books is nothing less than an almost overwhelming feast of images, stuffed with charms, magic and metaphors. It is Peter Greenaway's vision of what The Tempest might have been had Prospero used those 24 books of great knowledge and magic he took with him when he was sent into exile by his brother. Prospero had been the Duke of Milan when he was overthrown. Twelve years later he inhabits an island with his daughter, Miranda, who was three when they were sent away. There is Caliban, of course, a "freckled whelp, hag-born," but all the other inhabitants are sprites and spirits. And now Prospero, delving into his books and writing his story, imagines his revenge. The first of his books is The Book of Water, a tome of parchment pages that bring rain and mist and dripping tears. As Prospero lies in a pool and writes, his captured sprite, the child Ariel, urinates spell-like into the calm water, and we see Prospero's tale of a vast tempest that brings to the shore of his island his enemies, and the son of one of them. As Prospero writes we see the books and the images from them...The Book of Mirrors, The Book of Colours, The Atlas Belonging to Orpheus, A Primer of Small Stars, The Book of Utopias, The Book of Love..."drawings of a naked man and a naked woman. Everything else is conjecture." From these books we flow into Prospero's magic world of revenge, as he takes the knowledge of his books to add layers to his plans and his story. Yet when Miranda spies young Ferdinand she falls immediately in love. Having only known her father and the scabrous Caliban, Ferdinand is the most beautiful creature she has ever seen. "O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world that has such people in't!" she cries. Prospero cannot deny his daughter, yet he knows this all is just a story that he is writing...or is it? Even as Ferdinand and his daughter pledge their love, he says...

"Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep."

But not quite. Eventually, with the prodding from the several Ariels (a child, an adolescent, a young man) to whom Prospero keeps promising freedom, Prospero forgives his enemies and destroys his books. He is no less wise for all this.

For over two hours Greenaway gives us images that float and mix, that overlay page upon moving page. John Gielgud, at 86, plays Prospero and speaks the words Prospero writes for all the characters. Around him are magical creatures that dance and run, sing and fall, who serve him and follow his commands. These creatures, male and female, young and old, are nude. Shoulders, hips, breasts, arms become as much an ingredient in the movie as the settings and exaggerated costumes. There are many times when the screen moves with jiggling male and female parts, but there also is an almost pagan naturalness that is neither carnal nor innocent. Greenaway sets up endless detailed images that are part Renaissance paintings, part dream settings and part tableaux. The camera rarely rests, but constantly moves through rooms and forests. The effect is just about overwhelming. There is a reason that, in the middle of a fine, rich dinner a small scoop of sherbet is served. It lets us pause and ready our palate for the next course. We don't have that luxury with Prospero's Books, and in the middle of the movie I was longing for a rest. That's a small complaint for a movie which offers so much to the eye and the mind.

The combination of Greenaway's vision and Gielgud's skill (and voice) is hard to overpraise. Although 86 when he filmed the movie, Gielgud projects that famous voice with subtlety, skill and, when needed, power. When he speaks the words Prospero has written for his daughter or for Ferdinand, he still sounds like Gielgud but he is so skilled he can differentiate between male and female, young and old. He gives a performance of real depth, and it's gratifying to see this great actor in such a rich and demanding part this late in his career.

Prospero's Books can be tracked down on VHS tape, but it cries out for a full-fledged and carefully restored DVD release. For those who like idiosyncratic works, I recommend Greenaway's The Draughtsman's Contract and The Cook, the Thief, His Wife and Her Lover. As for Prospero's Books...it simply is what it is.

Almost unbearable...just read the play instead
I respect Gielgud for his magnificent stage and film career, I love Shakespeare, and have tried to see as many versions of the plays as I can that have been made into films. So I gave this a try, since as far as I can tell, it is the only version of The Tempest that has been brought to film. Like another reviewer here who gave this one star, I'm as willing as the next guy to keep an open mind for avant-gard productions, modernist approaches, and creative staging of a play. But Prospero's Books is just ridiculous, and nearly unbearable. It comes across as a queer patchwork of ballet, theater and musical performed in an aquatic nudist colony. No one but Gielgud speaks more than a very few lines, and it is nearly impossible to follow the progression of the acts and scenes. The only redeeming features are that this version does use the play's actual text, and you get to listen to a genius like Gielgud deliver most of it. Better get a recorded version of him reading the play and skip this one.

Why no DVD? Please, somebody, release this on DVD!!!!!
One of Greenaway's most daring and accomplished works. Why on earth would this film never have been brought to DVD - if anyone out there knows of any plans to bring this to DVD, please add a review with the details!! In a world awash in copies of "Dude, Where's my Car", why can we not enjoy this brilliant film??

Career ending film for Greenaway
Once upon a time, Peter Greenaway was considered a serious artist. 1991's Prospero's Books ended that. To understand this, let's remember that in the 1960s and 1970s, Greenaway became known for some witty, short films playing with several of his obsessions, like counting, classification, sexuality, etc. He graduated to feature length films in the 1980s: after the (unwatchable) The Falls, he made a series of fine, intelligent, cerebral (if sometimes hard to take) art movies: The Draughtsman's Contract, A Zed and Two Noughts, The Belly of an Architect, Drowning by Numbers. These four movies, made back to back, are his best in a 40-plus year career. Then, in 1989, came The Cook, The Thief, his Wife and Her Lover, his most successful film so far, and a truly success de scandal, with his brilliant but often shocking images. After The Cook, everyone called him a genius, and he might have believed those accolades, since right after that he made one of the most self-indulgent (and unwatchable) films ever made: Prospero's Books. An adaptation (for lack of a better word) of Shakespeare's The Tempest, made at the request of its star, the octogenarian John Gielgud (who have played the part of Prospero on stage, and had unsuccessfully asked a number of prominent directors to bring the play with him to the screen), this film is truly terrible: shot entirely on a soundstage, is a parade of naked people, awful use of digital imagery (which has rapidly look obsolete with the passage of time), and poor old Gielgud speaking all the parts (!). The movie looks as the filming of a Shakespeare play as made by an idiot savant, except that this idiot doesn't even look here to be very savant. Not surprisingly, few people liked Prospero's Books. After this fiasco, Greenaway has continued making movies, as well as exhibitions for museums, but with the exception of The Pillow Book, almost no one has watched them, or care for them.

Homebrewer
Hello Everyone! This is a Masterpiece! Peter Greenaway is one of the greatest directors of all time. If he made it, then buy it! The question of the day (Or should I call it the million dollar question), Is where the Hell is the DVD for Prospero's Books? This movie should not only be in everyone's collection, but it should be released on DVD and should be released ASAP. Why is it that some the greatest films haven't been released on DVD yet? Lost Highway, Twin Peaks Season 2, Return To Woop Woop, Etc. I have heard that Twin Peaks Season 2 is coming out in April (Finally!!!!, Now I own this Season 2). They finally released Eraserhead, Seinfeld And Delicatessen. I'm not sure why they have to wait Sooooo long on releasing certain movies. I own this movie on VHS and it is awesome (Like every other Peter Greenaway movie), but I want it on DVD like all of my other favorite Greenaway movies (Clean Shaven, The Pillow Book, The Cook, The Thief, His Wife And Her Lover and of course A Zed & Two Noughts). Well PLEEEEEEASE release Prospero's Books on DVD! I want this in my collection. If you want to really impress me, release it on Criterion Edition (With Tooooons of extras). Thanks and watch this even if it is only on VHS. This is one of the most surreal (Insane) movies on the planet. A must own for kids of all ages! Don't say I didn't warn you!!! This movie is Insane!