"A logged in crisi abbandona creative if i ricordi, fa riaffiorare suggestioni personality, if immerge in visioni che, partendo dalla realtà, di Carichi scivolano in college fantasy. Il present if nourished by the work pasate afferi desideri, Dubbie, sensi di colpa, disorientamenti. Film che non é voleva nascere: Passarella finale with global attori che tutti riunisce stretti per hand, agli ordini di records ... "
A film director whose creativity is in crisis leaves memories, evoking personal suggestions , is given to visions, leaving the reality, come to fantastic worlds. Between desires, friendships, doubts, remorse, confusion, this is fed from the past. Everything depends on the film takes shape: in the end you meet all the actors holding hands, ready to (finally) to obey the director.
Eight and a half is one of the most transcendental movies Federico Fellini. Its protagonist, the beloved Marcello Mastroianni is the director of a movie (in fiction) who has no rhyme or reason, a pain that deepens the chasm in our hearts in our dual capacity as spectators who seek to make sense to the film starring the same film in our lives. The shadowy darkness is a heavy veil that is loaded into the soul of a poet, artist, or be sensitive senses its load without knowing how to cope. The icy fingers of the great existential questions penetrate our flesh helpless as icy spears, and we transmit the full consciousness that makes us feel that absence without knowing what it is. A bitter taste we sense but do not know how to define it. The big question of our souls is not knowing what is our need to exist, what is the justification that will lift our spirits and finally discover that it was true that there is a god, a feeling called love and a fulfillment that you may be able to reach but not for a moment that fugacity redeem forever that we call life. Arden
our hearts in the cold hell of our doubts. It hurts not to feel, and even more painful to feel the essence of pain. Why not give birth is so painful and cruel as to do so, and only giving life the goal is reached. As parents we worry about our children born and unborn. Just finding the reason for the existence we know that we exist and give direction. There is lack of capacity or sensitivity: the excess is what haunts us and leads us into paths we stray into the mazes more intangible. Immersed in the sweet sea of \u200b\u200bself-pity and others, says the defeat without a fight, the fierce pleasure are some of the dangers to circumvent. Loading feeling pain and mortally pierced our souls, eventually find the joy and warmth, because only then appreciate the desert oasis, it quenches your thirst and there is perspective.
sensitivity, intelligence and goodness inevitably have this existential pain, because only he has the knowledge and perception of the world as it is, and not their looks, feels. Life is doubt, feel is sore. His fruit is the joy of discovery and the gift to turn to others, but in the meantime the process corrodes our souls, as the chart Marcelo Federico film. A movie that is my autobiography, yours and our brothers.
Only when the director (of fiction) took the reins of the actors and make them march to the discretion of their designs, there regains his peace and his soul, bursting with the joy of living fully and know why. Meanwhile, as the caption reads, we are puppets of our absences or needs. Otto e Mezzo
was filmed and released in 1963, the year of my birth ...
A film director whose creativity is in crisis leaves memories, evoking personal suggestions , is given to visions, leaving the reality, come to fantastic worlds. Between desires, friendships, doubts, remorse, confusion, this is fed from the past. Everything depends on the film takes shape: in the end you meet all the actors holding hands, ready to (finally) to obey the director.
Eight and a half is one of the most transcendental movies Federico Fellini. Its protagonist, the beloved Marcello Mastroianni is the director of a movie (in fiction) who has no rhyme or reason, a pain that deepens the chasm in our hearts in our dual capacity as spectators who seek to make sense to the film starring the same film in our lives. The shadowy darkness is a heavy veil that is loaded into the soul of a poet, artist, or be sensitive senses its load without knowing how to cope. The icy fingers of the great existential questions penetrate our flesh helpless as icy spears, and we transmit the full consciousness that makes us feel that absence without knowing what it is. A bitter taste we sense but do not know how to define it. The big question of our souls is not knowing what is our need to exist, what is the justification that will lift our spirits and finally discover that it was true that there is a god, a feeling called love and a fulfillment that you may be able to reach but not for a moment that fugacity redeem forever that we call life. Arden
our hearts in the cold hell of our doubts. It hurts not to feel, and even more painful to feel the essence of pain. Why not give birth is so painful and cruel as to do so, and only giving life the goal is reached. As parents we worry about our children born and unborn. Just finding the reason for the existence we know that we exist and give direction. There is lack of capacity or sensitivity: the excess is what haunts us and leads us into paths we stray into the mazes more intangible. Immersed in the sweet sea of \u200b\u200bself-pity and others, says the defeat without a fight, the fierce pleasure are some of the dangers to circumvent. Loading feeling pain and mortally pierced our souls, eventually find the joy and warmth, because only then appreciate the desert oasis, it quenches your thirst and there is perspective.
sensitivity, intelligence and goodness inevitably have this existential pain, because only he has the knowledge and perception of the world as it is, and not their looks, feels. Life is doubt, feel is sore. His fruit is the joy of discovery and the gift to turn to others, but in the meantime the process corrodes our souls, as the chart Marcelo Federico film. A movie that is my autobiography, yours and our brothers.
Only when the director (of fiction) took the reins of the actors and make them march to the discretion of their designs, there regains his peace and his soul, bursting with the joy of living fully and know why. Meanwhile, as the caption reads, we are puppets of our absences or needs. Otto e Mezzo
was filmed and released in 1963, the year of my birth ...
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