Rocco and His Brothers
Directed by Luchino Visconti
I am back from a month long hiatus, which came conveniently right after the 1950s Oscars, so we all got a nice break before we dive into the sixties. I was in Maui, where I went in a helicopter, rode a horse, and sustained a serious sunburn that everyone and their mother had to comment on whenever they saw me. It was a fun vacation but I missed these blogs and am glad to be back.
I look at the sixties like a fresh start for me and Italian films. We are finally saying goodbye to neorealism and honestly, I could not be happier. However, this film failed to impress me and once again, I lose another chance at finding an Italian movie I like.
This film clocks in at around three hours and I was terribly bored the entire time. I am in a weird mood today and would have liked to have watched a film that cheered me up or, at the very least, kept me entertained. Unfortunately, this movie just followed the same despicable characters for three hours.
It would take me too long to write a summary, but here are a few "highlights". Rocco and Simone fall in love with the same prostitute and Simone ends up raping her. I guess that means he won, because Rocco then gives her up. Lovely. The film makes up for though by having terrible actors.
So boring and disturbing. I had to double check to see if I was watching Fellini film.
One of Francis Ford Coppola's favorite films.
Footage was cut for US release since it was deemed too violent.