Stravinsky said it about Rachmaninov: but people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones!! (One glance from Stravinsky would put anyone off their dinner!) Going by the home-movies of Rachmaninov, which are seen here in Tony Palmer's documentary, the composer looks decidedly nice to be with: amused and amusing. However, the word to describe most of Rachmaninov's marvellous music is 'soulful', and this also describes this (fairly light-weight) documentary.
Actually this isn't really a 'documentary': the outlines of Rachmaninov's life and career are described, mainly in his own words, which are read -a bit mournfully- by Sir John Gielgud. There are lengthy excerpts from his music, performed by soloists and orchestral musicians photographed in such soft-focus that they almost disappear. And there are the home-movies and visits to Rachmaninov's homes in Russia and Switzerland. But there is not very much here that is seriously exploratory, very little in the way of enlightening comment, or analysis of what Rachmaninov composed.
This film isn't one of Tony Palmer's very best documentaries about performing artists or composers: it doesn't tell us much more than is generally known already, (unless it be that performing on endless concert-tours as a virtuoso, like Rachmaninov did, is soul-destroying), but at least the delightful pieces of home-movie, seen for the first time here, show that Stravinsky clearly got it all wrong.