The film provides time for thinking and trance, and this is precisely the rare opportunity to breathe in the rhythm of the modern era.
Food woman religious political opera. Italy's obesity is full of audiovisual with the noise, noise, and tackiness. Even the plot must be lazy in order to fully write a decadent and gorgeous hymn like apocalypse.
Rude Italian. The loud sound of wind, rain and machinery. The child's screams. Sudden peace. Melodious wind music. The great ancient city of Rome is silent? Maybe it's just not expressing opinions.
People are always singing. Talking endlessly. In cold Germany, people should know how to be silent. Rome. Italy. Federico Fellini.
"The Italians are very neutral, waiting for the doomsday calmly." Measure history with the speed of a locomotive, and crush the greatness of silence with a cutter. On the stage, the priest and the clown have the same dance steps. In the wind, rain and sunshine, there is the same indistinct expression.
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