Fellini’s final film is a dull dud about which it is hard to find anything positive to say. Roberto Benigni plays a kind of idiot savant, an ex-mental patient who wanders around a small Po valley town, tying together a typical collection of late-Fellini scenes (including the requisite, weak gibes at television — even though the film itself was almost entirely TV-financed) to generally tedious effect.
by Ian Johnston | Source: 35mm print
28 Oct 2007 1:41 PM | Submit Comment
