Italy brings a strong representative to our Winter Festival in Fellini’s modern fable of an innocent young woman who ends up on the road with a brutish circus performer.
Federico Fellini’s exaggerated childhood memories form the basis for this story of a year in the life of a 1930s Italian small town.
Perhaps the definitive “neorealist” film, shot in the rubble of Occupied Rome just after the Nazis had left.
Federico Fellini couldn’t figure out how to make a movie and made a movie about not being able to make a movie. I’m still trying to figure it out.