At first glance, and even at second, The Mephisto Waltz looks a lot like Rosemary's Granddaughter. There are the ambitious husband, beleaguered wife, treacherous new acquaintances, sympathetic old friends, intimations of perversion and, finally, the confirmation of diabolism. Yet for all the obvious echoes of its superior predecessor, Waltz stands on its own as a sleek and scary piece of movie necromancy.
Alan Alda appears as a failed concert pianist turned journalist. He is assigned to interview a master pianist (Curt Jurgens), who treats him with impenetrable superiority until he notices Alda's hands. "Hands...
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