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Monica 2022-03-13 08:01:01
Yes, love is a myth
From the forty-fifth minute onwards, the film tells the story of an Ephesian woman: there was once a young and beautiful woman who was very virtuous and virtuous. She was accidentally widowed, and according to Greek custom, her husband's body was placed in a crypt. But the chaste widow did not want...
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Vivianne 2022-03-13 08:01:01
Fragments of History and Nightmare of Modern Man: Comments on Fellini's "Myth of Love"
What is a "love myth"?
The title of the film, if translated literally, would be "Satilicon of Fellini". The two Latin names spelled together are always confusing. So before that, it is necessary to introduce what "Satilikon" is sacred.
To put it simply, Satyricon is a novel from the Roman Empire. But...

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Jacklyn 2022-04-23 07:05:21
I was dazed and wanted to die, this is really fantasy. Why do you have to have sex with a man? ? I'm very puzzled... This master shot something abstract, any age can be abnormal, not to mention this is Rome, Fellini is the leader of Italian neorealism! After watching most of his films, I really gained knowledge... When I encounter this style of film in the future, it should be a tribute to Fellini or early Italy! !
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Christa 2022-04-24 07:01:25
The chaotic spectacle carnival, the multi-layered combination of the depth of field composition and the fragmented display of events in the same structural space, greatly improve the ambiguity of synchronicity: the synchronic plane is composed, there is no compact causal and logical relationship, only It is a carnival-style landscape display of wine pools and meat forests and indulgence. Deformed people, ugly desires, primitive vitality, violence and the confusion of money... everything is linked together nakedly, the comical absurdity is born from the inside, the strange imagination!
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