Directed by Federico Fellini
Frequent readers of my blog will know that I really hate Fellini and think he is a bit of a pretentious nutcase. So I apologize if this review seems a bit repetitive. I also apologize if it is not the most in-depth review, since I kind of spaced out during the duration of this movie. Unfortunately, I love myself too much to rewatch the parts that made me zone out.
Encolpio is heartbroken that his sex slave was taken by someone else. Um, then let's see. People are sexually abused and humiliated in different ways. Good thing I didn't have a chance to be too disturbed since I wasn't paying much attention anyway.
The cinematography is often praised in this film, but I personally think beauty is quite easy to capture on film; it really is everywhere.
A real low for Fellini and that is coming from me, who wasn't expecting much anyway.
Fellini didn't cast Italians as the male leads because, according to him, there are no homosexual Italians.