"New Cinema 'Paradiso'" Movie Review Essay & Film Analysis

Dish with lemon and charming seascape. Light breeze, boding furious boredom, stroking the viewer, forcing dive into the dusty atmosphere of philosophical discourse on the eternal theme and therefore insignificant. The director's idea begins to proudly trample on lifeless maze of reasoning and allegories. She clearly wants to even pretend to be all-encompassing, universally valid, in front of which a priori, there is a feeling of deep reverence, but such pretentious sprouts undoubtedly frighten, give rise to a sense of wary uncertainty to what is happening on the screen. However, it is worth to pay tribute to a cheap method which tries to grab the viewer's attention, because the action begins with the death of the best friend of the protagonist Alfredo. A sort of trick novelists, pulling a spectacular episode of the end of the works, and imposed by way of collapsing, rather leaving the darkness of the past makes the viewer immediately crouched smart mine and tune in to a serious wave of wise proverbs. However, the cheapness of this procedure is then is that often after he has nothing sensible, it is as a marketing manipulation, focuses on the physiological characteristics of the person. This attitude director is even more confusion, even rejection imposed seriousness rejection emasculated wisdom, which is supplied in the form of sacral revelation. And if the next story has lowered the bar worthless pathos, got rid of the clumsy rasstanovlennoy symbolic tinsel, at least one step closer to reality, setting aside the templates, the momentum of interest could arise, sprout living juicy thoughts could get through, but it remained in subjunctive mood.
Trying dilution psevdomudrosti easy caricature looks clumsy farce. Generally extremely absurd humorous attitude to life the characters looks unnatural, even willfully. Any vicissitudes of life (except, of course, love) are perceived by them as something fleeting, straight-away with a true Buddhist equanimity and chaplinovskoy irony, which again gives the unnatural event. Picture viewer seems clouded, but not interested, and some glazed, completely sterilized-idealized. It's like a parallel universe, in which the action takes place in a completely different laws. The caricature Tornatore gave roam their atheistic views. A priest from the category of de Fyunesofskih comedies represented an absolute idiot, which can not be found and natural grain. But the main focus is still the director decided to make a religion, the priest was the only touch. Sleepy Salvatore in the service of the church, censorship priest salacious moments in the film, even recognition Salvatore in love occurs in the confessional - all this raises another Maupassant thought of hatred for the physiological, real life, an estrangement from her religion, but Tornatore does not work with it cope. Directed crumbles idea of ​​mockery, it does not become a serious argument for anarcho-nihilistic attitude to religion, supported by the sebaceous popliteus and spitting, it looks not as calm reasoning mature person, but as a snide cackling evil student that finally destroys so flimsy skeleton of semantic concepts .
At the end of the film there is a feeling of hopelessness. The world created by Tornatore, two-dimensional laws add up to an ugly puzzle. Human life is simplified to flattening, turning into a small changing cycle in which stand out the necessary basic stages: birth, childhood, first love, which was his habit remains controversial memory, leaving the home. Social hierarchy is necessarily represented by intellectuals, is located on the upper balcony and literally spitting at people, schoolmates and employers who do not want to deal with the bad guys by the Communists. This can, and has been taking place, but in combination with the farce irony karikaturizirovannymi characters affections glass is mixed into an incomprehensible, tacky, irritating vinaigrette. Frivolous life shown by Giuseppe Tornatore, bored, all rolled into a template, stencil, if you want to vulgar silicone, a variety of themes give eclectic and lethargy, for any of the stated plainly so nothing is said, and lazily chew up and spit out. We can only observe the madman who wants the night to own empty space, his desperate pursuit of a meaningless goal - the only thing that is starting to become a serious, his romanticized madness rises above the dull world of Tornatore, and it looks like he's the only one who quietly gets a treasured three-dimensionality.

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