It starts as a joyous travelogue and how fun it is to party in Rome, but ends up as a tragedy with a devastating murder that change the entire film as a man discover that his life is without hope and one big failure after another and his chances of true happiness is never discovered as he plummets into his own selfishness.
"La Dolce Vita (1960) "Don't be like me. Salvation doesn't lie within four walls. I'm too serious to be a dilettante and too much a dabbler to be a professional. Even the most miserable life is better than a sheltered existence in an organised society where everything is calculated and perfected."
There's more going on in this genuinely unique film than even the most jaded filmgoer can prepare themselves for. They may even be as offended as they are delighted. It's follow up 8 1/2 feels like a dull remake directed by Woody Allen, by comparison. You will be left stranded on a beach and you will like it.
A bittersweet portrait of a man and his everlasting struggle with feelings of emptiness and discontent in the materialistic world of upper-class post-war Italy. Feels as though this might require a couple of re-watches to really reveal its true genius, to me at least. Truly a beautiful piece of classic cinema though,
3.5 stars. It robbed "L'Avventura" of the Golden Palm but it is still a touchstone. I enjoy the film but my mind wanders. The high points for me are Ekberg's episode, the sequence with Aimee and having sex in the prostitute's water logged home, the Umbrian Angel and all the night club performances.
One of the movie you just can't merely watch. You must feel it, getting inside of it. This movie tells us about Marcello's life in a week in Rome. How he handle it, how he manage it, and how he will through it. Fellini put us (as an audience) as Marcello. He wants us to see the world in Marcello's eyes or perspective...