I was invited to a small film screening party at a Sicilian restaurant the other day. The film that the owner/chef had chosen for the first screening was one of the most beloved films among many: Nuovo Cinema Paradiso, or Cinema Paradiso (1988).
Nuovo Cinema Paradiso was mainly filmed in Palazzo Adriano, where the town and street-scapes remain the same and you can easily recognise where the scenes were shot. You might already know; however, Cefal is also one of the filming locations.
Cefal is located on the northern coast of Sicily, about 70 km east of the provincial capital, Palemo and 185 km west of Messina. Cefal is known as a popular seaside destination, but its beautiful sandy beach stretching alongside the town is not the only reason to attract people.
Whilst the exterior of the Duomo is simple, the interior, especially the apse and choir are richly coloured and decorated with elaborate Byzantine mosaics and eighteenth century stucco. The large Christ Pantocrator on the gold background dominating the apse, above the Madonna, archangels and Apostles is particularly outstanding like the ones of Cattedrale di Monreale and Cappella Palatina.
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This yearning for the collective big-screen experience is one shared almost universally by the filmmakers interviewed for our My Dream Palace campaign. In his beautifully heartfelt ode to cinemas, Edgar Wright put it perfectly:
As a singularly self-infatuated medium, almost as soon as cinema learned to walk, it toddled to the mirror and, with its first self-regarding gaze, reflected upon the means and methods of its own exhibition and reception.
I was 19 when this film was made, and I have only an inexact, partly idealised and heavily censored recollection of how we really looked and behaved. I feel no identification at all with the people of this curious past life.
Preston Sturges has made in this film a more than worthy successor to The Lady Eve. He has managed to cover almost the whole range of human emotion, and the slapstick is as brilliantly touched as the drama. Joel McCrea gives a very satisfying performance as Sullivan, and Virginia Lake proves that she is not only extremely personable but also has great ability, which will no doubt be made the most of in the future.
Trevor Howard in his first film part, which demands high powers of acting, never fails to evoke the sympathy both character and situation demand. Yet the essential credit on the side of acting belongs to Celia Johnson. It is her film completely. The emotional approach is hers, and we enter the story through her need to tell it to someone to ease her suffering. David Lean and his colleagues in production, Anthony Havelock-Allan and Ronald Neame, have made a film of such unity of atmosphere that it is no service to it to differentiate the contribution of individuals.
There is also a compensating attraction in The Magic Box largely independent of the story it has to tell, and that is the cast which enacts it. The supporting parts are played by no less than 60 stars of screen and stage, and the surprising thing is that so many talents and personalities do not distract to any disturbing extent from the story itself.
Its story, about a ridiculous costume picture, completed just as sound comes in, having to be turned into a musical and the intrigues involved when its vapid blonde star is found to have a hideously nasal voice, is basically simple enough; but in the scripting it has become rather over-plotted, and a tendency to elaboration seems to have infected the film as a whole.
Milly, a hardworking, middle-aged typist is neurotically afraid of emotional involvements. After meeting and falling in love with a young man named Burt Hanson, she agrees against her better judgment to marry him. Before long, however, she discovers that her husband is a pathological liar and has been married once before.
Those things that are never shown but which can be intuited from every frame become a kind of invisible blight. Fernando, the father, is almost wordlessly lost in his carefully nurtured routine; Teresa, the mother, is frozen in a posture of unrequited longing for an adopted child in France to whom she writes but from whom she receives no reply.
The script of Camera Buff is a collaboration between Kieślowski and Jerzy Stuhr, a staggeringly versatile comedian and actor who seems almost indispensable to the films of the new generation (the other indispensable is Zbigniew Zapasiewicz, the cynical university lecturer in Camouflage). In Camera Buff Stuhr plays a little man who is happy in his work and his home until the day he acquires an 8 mm camera to record the first years of his new baby. Since his is the only camera in the little town, he naturally becomes official chronicler of the factory. His films win prizes in amateur contests and spur him on to new creative heights.
The monster horde, whether brawling and break dancing in the local bar, indulging in acts of petty mischief with various bits of machinery, or providing a rapt but rowdy audience for Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, are less a fearsome threat than the epitome of unrestrained irresponsibility.
The scene: a young boy watches films from the projection booth of his local cinema, beginning a lifelong friendship with the projectionist and a lifelong love of film.
There is no denying that Who Framed Roger Rabbit is a technical and logistical landmark, not only in its near-seamless blend of human and animated action but in the legal tussles that must have been necessary in order to get cameo appearances by a horde of copyrighted cartoon characters from Disney, Warner Bros, MGM, Fleischer and Walter Lantz.
In the most strikingly virtuoso sequence in the film, an overhead camera, looking down vertically and impossibly, tracks continuously from the boy swinging on a bar in front of his house, over the heads of a cinema audience, reverses direction over a school classroom, continues over a church congregation, and ends up back where it started. Street, cinema, school, and church: the ceremonial detachment of the overhead tracking shot breaks up realistic space, traces the continuity of the institutions which define the culture, and places them in an imaginary configuration perceived from the removed objectivity of the artist.
Nanni Moretti is a filmmaker of immense charm; not the sentimental cuteness beloved of British audiences who made such a huge success of Cinema Paradiso, but the real thing: a gentle irony and effortless control of character which enables him to say the simplest things with maximum effect.
Chow is given full star treatment here, set among a strong supporting cast including Mira Sorvino, Michael Rooker and Danny Trejo. The movie is slickly directed by newcomer Antoine Fuqua who, as a music-video director turned feature film-maker, is not as bombastic and choppy as, say, Michael Bay (The Rock).
Arriving barely months after the alleged conclusion of the Scream series, which it parodies, and far out-grossing its inspiration, Scary Movie may well be the most commercially successful spoof yet, as well as the quickest off the mark.
What makes this such a fine film, even an astounding one given that its director was fresh out of film school and only 26 years old when he made it, is that despite (or maybe because of) its multiplicity of generic touchstones and filmic allusions, it never settles in one genre for long or steals too much from any one film.
Director Julie Taymor, best known for her acclaimed stage adaptation of The Lion King, is happiest with the fantasy sequences, such as the three-dimensional reproductions of certain well-known paintings. She is constrained, however, by the limits of the biopic genre and historical realism.
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