A complicated two-hander with layered performances from Marcello Mastroianni and Sophia Loren. Perhaps it’s my own cynicism about the state of movies, but it’s hard to imagine a film like this making a dent today. It is very specifically Italian film, and I have no hope of understanding what it means to an Italian. Yet Mastroianni’s performance reverberates right off the screen, so much so it earned him an Oscar nomination for Best Actor. Seems impossible today.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
First time watching with the girlfriend (her first time seeing it; she likes it and demands we watch Part II as soon as possible). Inspired to revisit after reading David Thomson's The Big Screen.
Nothing much new to think on this viewing. Perhaps the one character that continues to confuse me is Kay. I've never understood how she decides to marry Michael, knowing what she knows (like that Luca Brasi held a gun to Johnny Fonaine's manager's head). I suppose…