Was Monica Vitti the most beautiful woman ever?
Probably.
Is Monica Vitti the most beautiful woman ever?
Yes.
That sounds better.
This.
This is the most disorienting film I have ever seen.
Mulholland Dr. is child’s play in this regard.
A sort of sweet, pleasant nausea.
A feeling I didn’t know existed.
Maybe.
Maybe John Hughes was right in this regard.
[Vingt regards]
uno
hair, always hair…blowing in the wind…like tall grass
good lord…
due
the birds are men…flocking on the jungle gym bars…as she silently tries to sneak from the schoolhouse
Noto…UNESCO World Heritage Site…Samba de Uma Nota Só
tre
a purring in my headphones…a Foley artist diabolico-subliminal…and yes she curls up like a cat…
Quattro
she seems to be bathing in money…but it’s just the floor pattern…sometimes…the floor looks best in red…
and there is always a woman…or a man…and you hate to admit it
cinque
dreadful…dreary…making love above the cemetery…a gazelle with blond hair…thank you Google…5’7″…an essential function for the, functioning of humanity
sei
Uh! They’re all nudes. No nudity here. A goddess is clothed. Not an alabaster ornament by the fountain.
sette
I wanted to like it. Or I wanted to not like it. Camus. I said that.
otto
no man is an island…and no island a man…and no man a nomad…
nove
it all hinges (henges) on a funny face in the mirror…the genius…we create together…Vitti…Antonioni…Ferzetti
a bad habit I never caught…
dieci
andiamo…lots of andiamo…remarkable for a film with so little movement in such a big slab of its meat…
like formidable in French…Anna Karina…everything formidable…but that’s because she was Danish…speaking French…and her cute little accent…but before there was Godard Breathless there was Antonioni Adventure…like the second Television album…but moreover on Karina…before Vivre sa vie (I know…) there was L’Avventura…a little scene with a wig…and before that Louise Brooks…
undici
you think they will turn around nude
dodici
Nono, Luigi…it is the most intoxicating kiss…out of nowhere…WTF in excelsis…mamma mia!
tredici
David, del…frolicking…who says summer is over?!? bangs…Fiat…leaping off the pavement (!)
quattordici
they told me to learn…sotto voce…or sotto nightgown…les cloches…loaves…and fishes…twenty, or vingt-et-un…Van Johnson…I really blew it…the architecture…and a dog with lunar metabolism…
quindici
you fuck…and then get fucked…that is, the circle of life…like a lion…and an impala…gazelle…przygoda…
sedici
he collects dolls…a man…faints [Truffaut]
diciassette
the first girl…is not Vitti…wait a while…count the seconds
diciotto
oops…now comes the swimming in money…my house in Rome…and the other in Milan
diciannove
Michelangelo…Sandro…I threw it all away…and no one is listening
venti
another day, another dollar…pardon me ma’am, but do you have natural nails? I use a lighter. Better still, until they go wrong.
it’s too packed full of dolphins
too many Bibles and Catholic eeriness
spring breakers…island hoppers
if it had ended
no
just give me macaroons and sports cars
il mio amore
-PD
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