Pure magic
Giuseppe Tornatore captures the joy of childhood, the power of cinema, and the ache of nostalgia all in one go. It will make you cry, laugh, and appreciate the people in your life. It is cinema.
I rewatched this on an outdoor projector with some friends in light of Ennio Morricone's passing as I felt this was the best way to honor his legacy and this film. Ennio has meant so much to me throughout my life, and will continue to. I have played Gabriel's Oboe at three weddings now on cello and hope to have it played at mine as well.
A couple years ago when I was going to study abroad in Paris, I found out that Morricone was extending his tour for three dates and was able to snag tickets for the Florence concert. I planned a weekend around it, flying into Rome where my girlfriend was studying, and out of Bologna, where I stopped the following day. While most of Florence is quite touristy, the venue he was playing in just outside the city was not at all. While not an iconic European venue, this 70s basketball gymnasium was full of Italians young and old ecstatic to hear his music. In an unconventional way, it was the most Italian experience I had abroad. As he entered the stage, I heard an uproarious applause. I knew then how much he meant to his country, and not just to film nerds like me.
It was still one of the most magical shows I have ever been to. Hearing his music live with a full orchestra, choir, singer, and whistler made it all the more grand. I felt so special being able to experience his music, performed by him, I knew I had to savor that moment. He came out for four or five encores, I almost felt bad for making an 88 year old walk that much.
His music defined the modern Western genre. His love themes have moved millions to tears. His music will live on, but he will be greatly missed.
Pure magic
Giuseppe Tornatore captures the joy of childhood, the power of cinema, and the ache of nostalgia all in one go. It will make you cry, laugh, and appreciate the people in your life. It is cinema.
I rewatched this on an outdoor projector with some friends in light of Ennio Morricone's passing as I felt this was the best way to honor his legacy and this film. Ennio has meant so much to me throughout my life, and will continue to. I have played Gabriel's Oboe at three weddings now on cello and hope to have it played at mine as well.
A couple years ago when I was going to study abroad in Paris, I found out that Morricone was extending his tour for three dates and was able to snag tickets for the Florence concert. I planned a weekend around it, flying into Rome where my girlfriend was studying, and out of Bologna, where I stopped the following day. While most of Florence is quite touristy, the venue he was playing in just outside the city was not at all. While not an iconic European venue, this 70s basketball gymnasium was full of Italians young and old ecstatic to hear his music. In an unconventional way, it was the most Italian experience I had abroad. As he entered the stage, I heard an uproarious applause. I knew then how much he meant to his country, and not just to film nerds like me.
It was still one of the most magical shows I have ever been to. Hearing his music live with a full orchestra, choir, singer, and whistler made it all the more grand. I felt so special being able to experience his music, performed by him, I knew I had to savor that moment. He came out for four or five encores, I almost felt bad for making an 88 year old walk that much.
His music defined the modern Western genre. His love themes have moved millions to tears. His music will live on, but he will be greatly missed.
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