Tuesday, July 15, 2008
"Roma? That's Fellini's worst film!" folks told me often. I kept sliding it back in my Netflix queue as a result, denying myself an enormous pleasure. Ok--it might actually be his worst film, but so what? I adored it start to finish, and might actually like it more than Amarcord. Love the ecclesiastical fashion show with roller skating priests and rump-shaking nuns.
Of course now I have a major jones to go back to you-know-where. Many wonderful memories of Rome from March '99 came back during the film.