Three Brothers

Tonino and I went to see Rosi's Tre Fratelli. I t was awful. Better than Christ Stopped at Eboli but still bad. Disjointed, meaningless. The acting is good. One episode—the teacher's dream—is actually monstrous. Tonino wrote the screenplay. It's his own fault. It's like handing over tosomeone else the telling ofan anecdote insteadof telling it oneself. He is the only one who laughs, because no one else has any idea what it is about. You cannot hand poetry over to some-
one who has no ear. As cinema it is appalling.