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The Fantastic World of Fellini!
A year in the life of a small Italian coastal town in the nineteen-thirties, as is recalled by a director with a superstar's access to the resources of the Italian film industry and a piper's command over our imaginations.
Saint Louis cries when you touch yourself.
Never have I seen a childhood nostalgia film be so brutally honest when it comes to the real life places and people that the story is inspired from. Amarcord comes from the mind and memories of the great Federico Fellini's carnivalesque and alien brain. This film is supposed to be a very personal and achingly nostalgic portrait of the directors youth in a small 1930's seaside village and Italy, and while I didn't grow up in Italy, nor was I born anywhere near 1930, I can tell you that no matter where you are from or how you got to where you are now, Amarcord will feel like home.
However, Amarcord won't feel…
"I want a woman!" ~ Uncle Teo
The Italian title "Amarcord" has been rendered in English as "I Remember," and quite rightly this a very personal reminisce about the past of writer-director Federico Fellini. It focuses on the 1930s when he was growing up in the Italian village of Rimini and Fascism was on the rise in Italy. By now, having seen seven of his films, I think I have a pretty good idea of what to expect from the "Maestro."
Typical of Fellini, the film is episodic, reflecting memories of childhood fantasies as well as real events and people. There are the schoolboy pranks. the meals and bickering at home, the youthful crush on the town beauty, and the…
Amarcord is my first Fellini film, which so far seems to be a bad thing. I was really overwhelmed by the style and the grandiose nature of everything, plus it was episodic and fractured and I couldn't follow what the point of it all was. By the end, I realized I kept seeing this one guy's face a lot, so I thought "maybe this film is about him!" Turns out I was right. Amarcord is mostly about Titta, a typical teenage boy who idolizes women and dreams of touching one. There's all this stuff about fascism since it's set in 1930's Italy, and there's lots of romance, farce, and small-town politics at play. All around, I'd say I had a…
Fellini's semi-autobiographical portrait of one year in a small town near Rimini is infused with mischief and nostalgia (the title means 'I remember').
1930's Italy is invoked with great affection as a cavalcade of memorable characters, buxom ladies, and almost carnival grotesques come and go; wink, gurn and break the fourth wall in relentlessly entertaining fashion.
What story there is meanders like a lazy, twisty river - more a series of vignettes - but this is what memory does, and Fellini realises this. This is why some of the characters are a tad forgetful or are interrupted during grandiloquent speeches, occasionally by the unexplained mad motorcyclist who tears through the town at random points.
Highlights include a hilarious montage of…
A truthful collection of lies.
Amarcord is a bit much to wrap your head around in a single viewing. Generally speaking, there's no central protagonist or plot, and instead of this traditional narrative structure, the film offers what is basically a series of vignettes that involve a similar set of characters and that take place in a similar setting. What it's about isn't totally obvious—which is probably for the best, rather than having them shallowly play out on the surface—but what is obvious is that it's less a customary story about a single person and more a chaotic poem about a specific place and time.
Most of the events of Amarcord occur in a small, rural village in Italy, and…
First of all, Nino Rota's divine soundtrack. Someone said it is the music of nostalgia.
Tonino Guerra, a great poet, and his screenplay. He also wrote Tarkovsky's Nostalghia
The voyage at night toward the Rex returning from America, one of the most magical scenes ever made in cinema. Gradisca's confessions, the blind man playing his accordion and asking "how is it"- the starry sky.
The discreet death of the mother, Pupella Maggio, one of the greatest Italian theater actresses of the twentieth century.
The night "passeggiate" in Fellini's invented village at Cinecittà, the closed stories, the movie theater, the main square, the balconies.
The joy, freedom, fear, and magic of youth, and the end of magic with Gradisca's wedding.
One wonders where such deep reactions to a film come from.
32/366 for 2016
[Watched for a class/Thanks, Hulu!]
Cute! Weird. I like its efforts as a portrait of a community in flux, as far as the protagonist and his friends growing up, and the town dealing with fascism go. I'm still trying to crack into Fellini, but I think I get why he's so beloved. I see aspects here that have inspired some of my more contemporary favorites, which I appreciate. It paces itself quite well and uses its whole cast/setting to full effect. Individually and in groups, the actors just feel so perfect for the time and place, and are simply just really funny. The main family members especially have such intense chemistry, it's hard to not smile whenever…
A lovely, hysterical ode to the objectification of women, to when young boys discover the indescribable power of what's in their pants and ogle in adoration rather than pure lechery.
So, bascially, Fellini's SUPERBAD. Or something: this movie is shockingly vulgar and somehow not 100% distasteful.
The rewatch was essential. I saw this far too young the first time, but watching as a sophomore in college (which, honestly, is still far too young) really brought to light the melancholy. I discovered sex around the same time I faced death, so this hit hard and close. And don't ask me about how fascism plays into this: it definitely does, almost into the inner-weaving of the picture, but the touch feels so light that I'd rather not dilute it and just take this in as a piece on youth and community.
"My father's father was known as "Big Meat." He lived to be 107 and he was still doing it!"
[Whistle, whistle, whistle, whistle, whistle, whistle, whistle]
This film has many great aspects to it. First off, the film is insanely gorgeous, the costumes, the setting, the camerawork, everything. It's quite easily one of the best looking films I have ever seen. Its also, for the most part, extremely funny, all the antics the characters get themselves into are pretty hilarious. Fellini's direction was also fantastic, it made me feel like I was actually living in that Italian town. There was unfortunately one large problem with this movie, and that is the middle of the film. It starts out fantastic, then just collapses on itself and becomes very boring. Fortunately it gets it act together for the last part of the film which is great, except the actual ending of the film seems very underwhelming. When it was over I was just like, "oh... okay I guess thats it then."
Fellini's nostalgic drama on coming of age. Although this movie is more comedic than many of Fellini's works, there are still some interesting ideas. particularly on the impact of Mussolini in Italy. The acting is solid and there are indeed many funny moments. If there is a flaw in the film, it is that it doesn't hit the evocative high notes of Fellini's masterpieces. Nevertheless, a good movie.
Like most Fellini films, I didn't love it at first. But it sticks in your mind, brewing. Don't think it'll overtake 8 1/2 and La Dolce Vita as my favorite Fellini, but it's not too shabby.
You can't go home again, but if you're Fellini you can recreate it with all of the resources of the Italian film industry at your disposal. To roll out an old critical chestnut: I've watched this film a few times and have seen something each time that I'd swear I've never seen before. It's easy to be moved or startled by some small touch because the whole film is made up of small touches (you think my fanny's a good-luck charm?). It's a parade of moments that provide context for a life without trying to shape itself into a moral or psychological justification for living. Which is how it should be. Snatches of memory that gradually cohere into a powerful emotional narrative.
Puberty in the time of Italian fascism.
I think I'm in love with European boyhood movies. Is that a genre? If it isn't considered to be one, it should be.
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