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With Paolo Spotti I'm currently working on a screenplay based on a true story, a tv movie.
Reviews
The Twilight Zone: Wordplay/Dreams for Sale/Chameleon (1985)
A good attempt to face a problem
A normal life, a normal man. Something's changed. You are in deep troubles, specially if you don't want to run where the world's going. Our main character is the metaphor of transformation, and how difficult can be to turn ourselves into new human beings, when learning new skills. Changing or dying, seems to say this TV movie. The unexpected way of describing a change makes Wordplay a good work. I can't say I liked it so much, but in our Script school has been used to explain an alternative way of plotting. We enjoyed a lot by creating alternative ends, and my classmates realized some little masterpieces of sci-fi and drama. 80s Twilight Zone isn't definitely the Classical series, but it's a good product.
Il minestrone (1981)
Sweet, poetic Hunger
I must say I'm not that Citti's fan. Nevertheless, I've been very curious watching this rare movie. And, well it's been a surprise. Despite of a poor photography, the actors and actresses starring, the plot, the poetry of images and words, made me think it was a little masterpiece. It's more than a movie, a metaphor. The hunger, the hunger for all. The need for food, adventure, knowledge, dreams. And dreams in fact seem to satisfy more than food itself. Giorgio Gaber, Dario Benigni, Franco Javarone, Daria Nicolodi, the director Citti, Ninetto Davoli are metaphors themselves of a lost way of making cinema, and , in one word, of describing Italy. Gaber's dry foolness, Javarone's Neapolitan way of helping people, Nicolodi's bourgeois sweetness, Benigni's sense for dream react with poor, simple philosophy played by Davoli and Citti. A sweet poem, a gentle flower.
Satan's Little Helper (2004)
Thanks God it was a movie!...
This movie is for sure weird. The cult for Satan is the thin red line. The paradox of a phrase like "Jesus is ... Satan!" is not only illogical. It's a trick to underpin the leadership of Evil. Unfair, and really a bit of trouble if we think how many kids will see this movie. So, as a positive person, I really dislike almost the whole movie, except for a kind of irony which makes it a bit childish. Nevertheless, if we go over the hard boiled frames, the blackish tones, we can appreciate a sort of philosophy. Satan has not a real face. It can be everything, even the Good, or at least what we believe Good can be. God, State and Evil seem to be similar, the director seems to say, and that is: there is no escape, evil is everywhere, it's invisible, it hasn't a real face anymore. I suddenly relived September 11th and how much the terror dimensions have changed. The human beings are really weak, helpless and hopeless. Nobody can really save us from an invisible enemy.
Il fidanzato di mia moglie (1943)
A wonderful Italian comedy from the 40's
Some excellent actors, a fine director made this movie a must. In the middle of the Second World War, Mr. Bragaglia still knew how to address a message of his positive thought. The movie develops on a misunderstanding: False wedding certificates, broken couples and rural landscapes are the scene where a nice plot moves, until the final surprise. Here the world renowned glory of Eduardo De Filippo reveals the why of this strange case of wrong certificates and signatures: the revenge of a clerk against the cruelty of bureaucracy. The message is: today we are numbers and nothing more than this. If we die or if we get married, if we are 5 or 65 years old that is true only, if it stays on a registry. If the registry's wrong our same lives are wrong, thus we simply get lost, because the documents themselves stole our own life. Pirandello's and Kafka's echoes are slightly present in this joyful movie.
Gianluca Iovine