Winner of the Best Foreign Language Academy Award, this Felliniesque tale of decadence and lost love finds an aging journalist in Italy looking back on his days amid the lavish Roman nightlife scene following his 65th birthday.
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This is an elegant, at times frivolous, contemplative movie, that feels like it's searching for something that can't quite right be grasped, this "beauty"... pretty much like its main character. It made me want to visit Rome, it's an amazing homage to the city. The very last minutes, with the arrival of the enigmatic, older nun, were "weird", but in a good way... they still resonate with me more than anything else.
A lively and colorful ode to Rome, the passion of youth, and the search for beauty. An amazing film on all accounts. Toni Servillo will no doubt draw comparison to Marcello Mastroianni's characters in La Dolce Vita and 8 1/2. But he Great Beauty feels original in its own ways. A totally engrossing wonderful film.
Sorrentino rewires Fellini with MTV, and it's shot with beautiful deliberation, is funnier than La Dolce Vita, and contains moments where Servillo's weary, childlike face plays off the musical score so potently that it can break your heart. So I'm curious why I don't love it more. It may be because the visuals have a hermetic, sterile glossiness. Or because it aims for a weight it doesn't (quite) earn.
Lusciously photographed, elegantly mounted, and intermittently dazzling. There's an attempt to give the Jep character moral weight, but he ultimately comes across as a tour guide for the vacuous, decadent lifestyle of Rome's elite. That's fine, but the film keeps reaching for something just beyond its grasp. Perhaps The Great Beauty plays better for those viewers more familiar with the culture of present-day Italy.
Vanity, flesh and monstrosity. Of all shapes and colors, these characters seem to gravitate one around the others endlessly, sometimes falling off the solar system for being too conscious of themselves, or not enough of the others. A beautiful film, however sometimes tiring because of its lengths and the pedanticism yet poetry of the italian language.