Studio della fotografia incredibile. Peccato per la seconda parte del film.
Pessima la gestione della musica, però è comprensibile per il tempo. Mubi ha fatto anche cose buone.

Studio della fotografia incredibile. Peccato per la seconda parte del film.
Pessima la gestione della musica, però è comprensibile per il tempo. Mubi ha fatto anche cose buone.

happy weekend guys!! well, there’s something so delicate yet devastating about this movie. it doesn’t scream its emotions, but it lets them bloom quietly, like the summer heat that feels gentle at first then suddenly unbearable...

it started from Italy during the final days of World War II, the film follows Carlo (played by Jean-Louis Trintignant), the son of a fascist official, and Roberta (played by Eleonora Rossi Drago), a widowed woman who’s still grieving her husband’s death. and they meet in the middle of political chaos and they find a strange kind of tenderness, kinda love that feels doomed from the start but too beautiful to resist 🥀

Valerio Zurlini directs with such restraint, well his camera doesn’t chase the drama, it lingers on faces, silences, and the quiet ache between two people trying to hold on to something fleeting. Trintignant’s acting is soft and almost hesitant, as if he knows every word he says could be the last before the world around him collapses. and Drago’s acting she’s heartbreaking. she’s strong yet fragile like someone who has already seen too much of life’s cruelty

it’s not just about romance, but it’s about time, loss, and the quiet terror of knowing that love, no matter how pure, can’t always survive reality. this movie doesn’t just leave you sad but it also leaves you thoughtful. for me, it’s one of those love stories that burn softly but leave a scar ❤️‍🩹

(p.s. i have a great pfp from trintignant from this movie, love it sm!)

happy weekend guys!! well, there’s something so delicate yet devastating about this movie. it doesn’t scream its emotions, but it lets them bloom quietly, like the summer heat that feels gentle at first then suddenly unbearable...

it started from Italy during the final days of World War II, the film follows Carlo (played by Jean-Louis Trintignant), the son of a fascist official, and Roberta (played by Eleonora Rossi Drago), a widowed woman who’s still grieving her husband’s death. and they meet in the middle of political chaos and they find a strange kind of tenderness, kinda love that feels doomed from the start but too beautiful to resist 🥀

Valerio Zurlini directs with such restraint, well his camera doesn’t chase the drama, it lingers on faces, silences, and the quiet ache between two people trying to hold on to something fleeting. Trintignant’s acting is soft and almost hesitant, as if he knows every word he says could be the last before the world around him collapses. and Drago’s acting she’s heartbreaking. she’s strong yet fragile like someone who has already seen too much of life’s cruelty

it’s not just about romance, but it’s about time, loss, and the quiet terror of knowing that love, no matter how pure, can’t always survive reality. this movie doesn’t just leave you sad but it also leaves you thoughtful. for me, it’s one of those love stories that burn softly but leave a scar ❤️‍🩹

(p.s. i have a great pfp from trintignant from this movie, love it sm!)

Went into this without knowing anything except for an intriguing title & Jean-Louis Trintignant. The title, at a glance, sounded to me like some kind of giallo summer slasher type deal, but it’s actually about the violence of the war contrasted against summer love. The scene where the flashlight shines on his face in the dark at the circus and Roberta stares right into his soul, and he stares right back is magnetic. Oh, the scene where everyone is languidly dancing in the dead of night at his father’s house, and they are each dancing with other people, but staring right at each other the whole time? Mesmerizing. And then when they do dance together and now can’t look at each other at all? Wow. I’ve never seen a film with as magical a use of light and shadows as this one. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.

Went into this without knowing anything except for an intriguing title & Jean-Louis Trintignant. The title, at a glance, sounded to me like some kind of giallo summer slasher type deal, but it’s actually about the violence of the war contrasted against summer love. The scene where the flashlight shines on his face in the dark at the circus and Roberta stares right into his soul, and he stares right back is magnetic. Oh, the scene where everyone is languidly dancing in the dead of night at his father’s house, and they are each dancing with other people, but staring right at each other the whole time? Mesmerizing. And then when they do dance together and now can’t look at each other at all? Wow. I’ve never seen a film with as magical a use of light and shadows as this one. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.