Minority Grief

Reese 2022-04-20 09:02:11

There are very few leopards. Most of the world is a coyote and a jackal. The leopard is a small minority of big animals, and its beauty is a bit desolate. This seems to be an elegy of the old times, but the wonderful thing is that it is not a work that glorifies the layers of the old times.

The soft-left stance of the film is expressed through Prince Salina: I support the new force of historical change in my heart, but I cannot invest in it to add fuel to it, because I still belong to that old class, although I despise it at all Dead circle. The nobility implied here is: I am not a speculator.

It reminds me a little of Robert E. Lee, who, despite his political stance against slavery, entered the war as a Southern soldier. In today's world, conservatives are stigmatized because there are no more noble conservatives. Today's conservatives are poor quality and ugly.

Most people don't really have a position. Seek some benefits, or at least keep the world safe. They join the Red Shirts today, and they may be easier to withdraw tomorrow, changing into the uniforms of the Royal Army, and salvaging the small fish and shrimps that floated up in the tide of the times. For example, the beautiful father, who has the shrewdness of all the nouveau riche, and the stupidity that accompanies it; and the nephew of Prince Salina, the former misunderstood the latter's "ambitiousness", and he was ultimately disappointed in him.

The temperament of the film is timeless and sad. Most of the films we used to describe the life of European aristocrats are dreamy and luxurious. Although the brushstrokes here are not exaggerated, they are impressive because of their realism: the formal costumes in the past when the heat was so hot, the noble women who were as noisy as big water ducks They, feasting like a loud dining hall, leaving a room full of spectacular drowning buckets after weary and tireless dancing all night... have the deepest boring experience of this kind of life.

Italian cinema of the last century is so rich, with different styles and positions, but there are terrifyingly high-quality masterpieces.

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Extended Reading
  • Allison 2022-03-20 09:02:24

    "Frequent marriages of close relatives did not improve their pedigree. Look at them like a group of monkeys, ready to climb up the candlestick and wag their tails to show their buttocks." So, what is the meaning of such a gorgeous and grand dinner? I don't know how many acres of land can be exchanged. Times changed.

  • Bennie 2022-03-22 09:02:29

    2016siff, 4k restored version, very gorgeous, especially the last ball, I don't know much about Italian history, but I can understand that in turbulent times, my own power is not enough, and the motherland can only be left to speculators. This is the powerlessness of the old generation and the aristocratic class, although Alain Delon is handsome in the sky, but in contrast, the Prince has more of an Italian Clark Gable feeling. People in Sicily just want to sleep and hate those who wake them up from their sweet dreams.

The Leopard quotes

  • Don Francisco Ciccio Tumeo: It seems Donna Bastiana is a kind of animal. She can't read, write, or tell time. She can barely talk. She's even incapable of loving her own daughter. Good for bed, and that's all. But what can you expect? You know whose daughter she is? She's the daughter of one of your peasants from Runci. His name was Peppe Giunta. He was so filthy and savage that everyone called him Peppe Cowshit.

  • Father Pirrone: Is Your Excellency here for confession?

    Prince Don Fabrizio Salina: Confession? It's not Saturday.

    Father Pirrone: Listen to me. Come to confession.

    Prince Don Fabrizio Salina: There's no need. You know it all already.

    Father Pirrone: The power of confession lies not only in telling our sins, but in repentance.

    Prince Don Fabrizio Salina: I know. I know! What would you have of me? I'm a vigorous man. I can't find satisfaction with a woman who crosses herself in bed before every embrace, and can only say "Gesummaria" afterwards. I've had seven children with her and I've never seen her navel. Is that right? I ask you. *She's* the sinner!