Salvo Randone

Salvo Randone

  • Born: 1906-9-25
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  • Extended Reading
    • Imelda 2022-03-13 08:01:01

      Miss Li, you are indeed a bit perverted, hahahaha

      After reading that "Myth of Love", I came back to find Lao Fei's version, and finally understood why everyone agreed that Miss Li is a pervert, hahahaha. I love this Shanghai love myth very much. Except that the final theme is not sublimated and less lingering, I love it very much. The independent...

    • Tatum 2022-03-13 08:01:01

      Ancient Rome's La Docle Vita: After Christ, Before Fellini

      It's a widely circulated phrase on posters and trailers. In fact, Fellini is still photographing his beloved Rome, but in a different era, it is still the same group of people: vulgar and ignorant millionaires, superficial jealous ladies, whining intellectuals, rude villagers, and mysterious...

    • Doris 2022-03-26 09:01:14

      It should be rare at the time to blatantly point out homosexual relations. It shows a different scene of ancient Rome, not to try to restore history, but to create a fantasy world. Maybe don't have to figure out what happened, just see what.

    • Kathleen 2022-03-27 09:01:21

      Favorite one of Fellini, handed down. Road movie + allegorical body + goddess + phallic worship + homosexuality + postmodernity + Bosch hell painting + philosophy of life and death + adventure + simple fatalism + body and spirit + Fellini-style carnival and loneliness + poetry of the dead. An absolute visual hymn and fantasy song in the style of Pasolini + Cocteau + Jodorowsky. To sum it up in one sentence, it's too awesome.

    Fellini Satyricon quotes

    • Trimalcione: Remember, you owe all this luxurious living to me! I endured my master's advances for 14 years. What's wrong with that? The master gives the orders! I entertained the mistress, too. By the will of the gods I ended up sharing the Emperor's inheritance. I built five ships and filled them with lard, perfume and slaves. That started my fortune: everything I touched turned to gold. I was a cockroach, now I'm a king. That's life.

    • Eumolpo: Poets may die, Encolpius. But it doesn't matter, if poetry remains.