Have always been in awe of Antonioni but in a way that mostly left me cold. This one left me crying for days. The world modernizes. Convictions dissolve. Friends die. Love evaporates. Goes without saying that Antonioni is a master of composition, but this is some of his most striking framing (and some of the most incredible lighting I’ve ever seen in a black and white film). The perfect equilibrium point between style and substance.

Emotional terrorism >> La Notte Ending