Italian-style Gatsby's reflection, criticizing Italy after the economic take-off in the 1960s, people's pursuit of material fanaticism, but they lost their original beliefs. The modern city imaged by the night of Rome, tabloid reporters epitomize middle-class anxiety, immersed in late-night parties that seem to be self-anesthesia, release career failures in eroticism, funny and pitiful clowns on stage, and the nihility of life under the mask mirror each other.
Desire, a gentleman's farewell is only for a night of romance. Aristocratic ladies, blondes, caring village girls, lonely and helpless, they cater to the demands of handsome reporters (rich, sensual, motherly), but always have annoying behaviors (lewdness, stupidity, jealousy).
The mirror image magically predicts the future of one's own life in the lives of others: envious of a friend's perfect life (career and family success), talking in a literary salon, but unaware of the potential crisis, witnessing a friend's suicide and abusive children's horror and broken dreams. The dad who had a lot of fun with vulgar nightclub girls and left calmly after being happy. The clown of life, with a smile on his face and a cry in his heart. The former is afraid of trying to maintain the surface appearance, and pretends to be honest and honest (like a father, like a son).
Faith, at the beginning, the helicopter sent the Christ statue, and the bikini girl couldn't hear the god statue; at the end, the beach caught a strange fish, and the reporter couldn't hear the pure girl on the other side shouting (an angel from the countryside). It implies that material life makes people lose their original beliefs, and corrupt desire poisons the pure and natural nature of human nature, just like the ignorant believers fanatical superstition in the miracle of the Virgin seen by children, while the truly devout believers lose their children's lives in the commotion. Scenes of human scandals are hilarious but sad, and the media paparazzi report miracles without solemnity or seriousness; Chaos and fanaticism are like Taurus worship.
The scenery, the party at the Baths of Caracalla, the distant view of St. Peter's Square in the Vatican, the kiss of the Trevi Fountain, the meeting of the Via Veneto, the beauty of Rome that runs through the whole film.
Imagery, clowns: Thai mask dancers, Pan-like actors, nightclub clowns, and real-life clowns with invisible masks. Venus, Monroe-like blond hair, big breasts and no brains.
PS: I don't like the final party, the fascinated reporter's absurd gaffe, and finally did not get out of the shadows, why not give up the superficial gossip reporter and truly embrace your inner thoughts. What does the aristocratic party and the final gay appearance symbolize?
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