I think I may have discovered my favorite Fellini film.
As I continue my exploration of recommendations from the Great Movies – 100 Years of Film book and my screening of Last Tango In Paris, I was delighted by this film, and enjoyed every moment I spent in its company. That being said, attempting to describe it in depth terms may prove to be rather difficult to accomplish. With his usual fluid, almost dreamlike style, Fellini through a series of vignettes and moments, some of which were apparently autobiographical, tells the story of Roma, as we explore the city, its history, and the people who live there, in this beautiful and unique film.
It will prove difficult to pick out a single favorite beat, as one seems to lead into the next, and spirals out to form this perfect presentation of this wonderful, and much loved, Italian city. It moves from the beautiful to the crude, sometimes in the same breath, as despite the wonder of the city, there is corruption, and cruelty. But all the aspects of life can be found there, and in this gorgeously crafted film.
There is food, politics, family, love, the arts, schooling… so many moments…
There is Rome under Mussolini, there are music halls, there are explorations after dark, explorations of the subway, the traffic jam, the whorehouse. All these moments, scenes, memories, and constructions weave in and around one another.
It ends up being a beautiful, and sometimes troubling journey as only Fellini could concoct, jumping back and forth in time, showing all sides of the city, as we wander, seemingly aimlessly not only trough its streets, but through its inhabitants, its tastes, its times, and its impact.
Like life, there is no real plot, this is nothing more, and so much more, than a collection of vignettes all crafted in to images that are undeniably Fellini. As much as I enjoyed my other experiences with this master craftsman, this was the one that completely wowed me and made me a fan. I just love the way it’s put together, the way it moves, and the images are fantastic. I don’t think I can pick a single moment, scene, let alone frame that spoke to me the most, I was taken in from the beginning.
This one spoke to me more than any of the other Fellini films I’d seen to date, and I can’t believe that I hadn’t seen it before. Now that I have, I think I’ll be visiting Roma again in the near future.
What’s your favorite Fellini?