What a relief to my soul and psyche to watch a Kramer film after seeing 4 crappy films in the last coupla days. It's like having a grass-fed steak and a glass of French wine after a week of nothing but baloney sandwiches. Kramer gave us such breadth and depth in his characters that they were studies of humanity itself. And his ability to elicit down-to-earth performances, even from an egomaniac like V. Gallo-amazing.
35mm, rewatched, re-rating. The time when i was the spectator that very much liked this film is the same of Lisbon's urban topographical archeology that is filmed: contextualized in its eastern zone, renovated in the 90's, a frank entrance into an universe that is very close to me but that in this particular case, now reveals my own archeology as a spectator.