The great 19th Century fin de siecle also held the vision of the 20th Century as bringing vast transforming technological change. Within only the last few years of the 19th Century and the first few of the 20th Century came the discovery of flight, X-rays, the first commercial use of electricity, the mass production of the car, indeed the discovery of cinema itself. Which is not dissimilar to the way the 21st Century is seen as embodying vast transformations of technology – the much vaunted Information Superhighway and the growth of e-commerce.

Nostradamus was the first film to directly tap into and make its fin de siecle wish fulfillment overt. If Nostradamus’s prophecies are to be believed (which I do not) then August 1999 should have held the coming of a great dictator and worldwide nuclear war. These and other of Nostradamus’s prophecies that purportedly predicted major events of the 20th Century featured heavily in the film’s advertising. Although the film itself never mentions the 1999 prophecy, it is quick to emphasize that once past “the deeply troubled 20th Century” we are in for a “New Age” of peace and quiet. And the film fades out on the vision of a spaceship heading for the stars – surely an image that treats the 20th Century fin de siecle promise of technological transformation with an extraordinary optimism.

The film is a rather odd and unsatisfying piece however. The audience goes in with the advertised expectation they would be seeing a film about Nostradamus’s prophecies. But specific prophecies in fact feature very little in the film. Instead the film seems to want to make an historical portrait of Nostradamus. Although this is an historical portrait 90s style – a la the likes of 1492: Conquest of Paradise (1992), Immortal Beloved (1994), Queen Margot (1994) and Braveheart (1995) – where the emphasis is on the dirt, the sex lives of historical figures and the central character’s struggle for right. Indeed far more time is spent on Nostradamus’s love life than his prophetic powers. Mostly the film sets out to make a portrait of Nostradamus as a progressive thinker – his championing of hygiene, medical research and the Copernican worldview, his stance against the favoured bleeding treatments of the time. Not that such is untrue. These are all verified aspects of Nostradamus’s life (in so far as it is possible to dissociate the historic Nostradamus from apocryphal myth-making).

But considering some of the more colourful stories about Nostradamus the film could have told – the story about how he recognized a lowly monk as a future pope; the story of the dinner he went to where the host challenged him to predict whether they would eat a black or a white pig and then ordered the opposite pig to killed – only to be told that the pig had escaped and that the servants had to kill the pig that Nostradamus had predicted; the visions he apparently conjured forth for Catherine de Medici – the film’s downplaying of the more fantastic aspects of its character is puzzling. Certainly in terms of drama it makes for the least interesting of all possible Nostradamus films.

And the overall result is surely a film that seems divided against itself. On one hand it tries to show Nostradamus as a man of reason and science, yet the very audience it has brought in are those come to see Nostradamus the mystic. The film earnestly wants to do a PR job on Nostradamus, to tell us that Nostradamus was really a great thinker, not a crazed mystic, but in so doing the film cheats the audience of the very things they are interested in knowing about.

The cast are of variable success. As Nostradamus, Tcheky Karyo is all driven purpose, but he doesn’t engage much – he rarely smiles. There’s a far better performance from Julia Ormond, one of the great and undervalued actresses in the world – and she gives the role of Nostradamus’s first wife real strength of character. Also good is Spanish actress Assumpta Serna as the second wife who plays the initial romantic scenes with Karyo with an inviting warmth. Some of the casting is definitely odd though – such as cinema’s reigning fruit loop Amanda Plummer totally miscast as Catherine de Medici; or Rutger Hauer who is incomprehensible as a character known as The Mystic Monk, a performance that gives the impression Hauer had thrown away the script altogether.

The director was Roger Christian. Christian began as art director on Star Wars (1977) and Alien (1979), debuted as director with the excellent psi-powers film The Sender (1982), and then went onto make the little seen space opera Lorca and the Outlaw (1985) and the notorious Battlefield Earth: A Saga of the Year 3000 (2000).