{"id":45,"date":"2008-01-18T14:10:39","date_gmt":"2008-01-18T14:10:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thewildeye.co.uk\/2008\/01\/18\/new-italian-cinema-article\/"},"modified":"2008-01-18T14:10:39","modified_gmt":"2008-01-18T14:10:39","slug":"new-italian-cinema-article","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.thewildeye.co.uk\/blog\/latest-news\/new-italian-cinema-article\/","title":{"rendered":"New Italian Cinema article"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s an interesting article in today&#8217;s Independent about the &#8216;new&#8217; breed of Italian directors and their relationship to the golden age of Italian cinema.  You can read the full article here, and a taster is copied below:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p> Rome&#8217;s once-fabled Cinecitta studio seems as redundant as the Colosseum now; its emperor, Federico Fellini, dead some 15 years. Italian cinema was an enduring wonder for 30 years, from the epochal neo-realism of <b>Bicycle Thieves<\/b> (1948), through to the great mid-century maestros \u2013 Fellini, Antonioni, Pasolini and Visconti. The images of a statue of Christ being helicoptered over Rome and Anita Ekberg frolicking in the Trevi fountain in Fellini&#8217;s <b>La Dolce Vita<\/b> are as globally recognisable as anything from Hollywood, from where disciples from Coppola to Woody Allen looked to Italy to learn.<\/p>\n<p>But while France \u2013 with 10 times the state subsidies of its neighbour \u2013 marches on, Italian cinema today seems bankrupt, its finances and self-confidence in ruins. Its biggest hit of recent years, Giuseppe Tornatore&#8217;s <b>Cinema Paradiso<\/b> (1988), was an elegy for its past. No one knows this better than the new Italian directors struggling to find a voice. For them, that past is a crushing weight.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;They destroyed our cinema,&#8221; Saverio Costanzo, director of <b>In Memory of Me<\/b>, says of the maestros. &#8220;They consumed Italy, by portraying it in such an absolute, timeless way. With all these phantoms from the past, it&#8217;s very hard to understand our way. Because if you see <b>La Dolce Vita<\/b> or [Antonioni&#8217;s] <b>L&#8217;Avventura<\/b> today, Italy hasn&#8217;t changed so much. And I sometimes have the feeling that nobody cares what Italy is now.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;As young directors, we are working to get out of this enormous responsibility. It&#8217;s really oppressive. Why should I see Saverio Costanzo&#8217;s movie, if I have an Antonioni?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Gianni Zanasi, another promising young director, sees living after Italy&#8217;s golden age of cinema more simply. &#8220;It doesn&#8217;t depress me. It&#8217;s more like a curse. It&#8217;s like finding yourself in the right place at the wrong time. A stroke of bad luck.&#8221;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><!--proximic_content_off-->                                             <!--proximic_content_on-->I don&#8217;t have many comment to make on it&#8230; it seems to speak more that adequately for itself.  A couple of minor issues I do have are that<\/p>\n<p>(a) it perpetuates that myth that all of Italy&#8217;s notable postwar cinema was &#8216;neo-realist&#8217;.  This is an inaccuracy.  Neo-realist films were only made for a very breif period, from c 45 to 53, and although a lot of subsequent films incorporated neo-realist techniques (location shooting, unprofessional actors etc) they weren&#8217;t, strictly, neo-realist.  Fellini and Visconti, in particular, strike me as being an almost polar opposite to neo-realist, especially in their later films.<\/p>\n<p>(b) I have to confess that many of the films mentioned here really, well, really don&#8217;t interest me that much.  There&#8217;s some good stuff being made in Italy at the moment, but Sorrentino only gets a brief mention and Salvatores doesn&#8217;t feature at all.  Of course, I&#8217;m only going by what I&#8217;ve read about them and that&#8217;s hideously unfair, but&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s an interesting article in today&#8217;s Independent about the &#8216;new&#8217; breed of Italian directors and their relationship to the golden age of Italian cinema&#8230;.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[6],"tags":[46,76,78,4,168],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.thewildeye.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.thewildeye.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.thewildeye.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.thewildeye.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.thewildeye.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=45"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.thewildeye.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.thewildeye.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=45"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.thewildeye.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=45"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.thewildeye.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=45"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}