At the Lido, when the lights of the Sala Grande go down, the noise of the festival seems to disappear for a few moments. There is only the screen, the darkness, and that particular sense of anticipation that precedes every major screening in Venice. It is in this silence that Ink, Danny Boyle’s new film,…
Al Lido, quando le luci della Sala Grande si abbassano, per qualche istante il rumore della Mostra sembra scomparire. Restano lo schermo, il buio e quella particolare attesa che a Venezia precede ogni proiezione importante. È in questo silenzio che prende forma Ink, il nuovo film di Danny Boyle scelto per aprire l’83ª Mostra Internazionale…
There are directors who return to Venice with a film. Then there are directors who return carrying an entire mythology on their shoulders. When Nanni Moretti stepped back into the Mostra after thirty-seven years, the feeling around Maybe Tonight (Succederà questa notte) was inevitably larger than the film itself. It was a little cinematic time…
Venice has always known something about beautiful surfaces and dark waters, about the things we choose to admire and the things we prefer not to see beneath them; perhaps that is why Tommaso Landucci’s Children of the Monkey (I Figli della Scimmia), feels so perfectly at home on the Lido, arriving in the Orizzonti selection…
There are films that leave the cinema with you, and then there are films that seem to follow you all the way back to the lagoon, slipping quietly into the narrow streets of Venice and waiting for you in the reflection of the water; Paolo Strippoli’s The Spiral (L’Estranea) belongs to the latter category, a…
There are films that arrive at Venice wrapped in expectation, and then there are films that seem to belong to the place from the moment the lights go down: strange, elegant, faintly haunted. Martin McDonagh’s Wild Horse Nine is one of the latter, a film that steps into the Lido carrying the weight of history…
A Venezia certe sere il cinema sembra arrivare prima ancora che si spengano le luci, insinuandosi nell’aria umida del Lido, tra il brusio delle sale, i fotografi e quella particolare febbre che soltanto una première in concorso riesce a produrre, e con Wild Horse Nine, Martin McDonagh porta al festival qualcosa di più inquieto di…
There is something quietly ironic about watching a film that interrogates the nature of television at the Venice Film Festival, a place where the act of looking has become an art form in itself. Cameras line the red carpet, photographers chase fleeting expressions, audiences gather in the hope of witnessing something unforgettable, and everyone, in…
Ci sono film che chiedono semplicemente di essere guardati e altri che, quasi subito, sembrano voler mettere lo spettatore davanti a qualcosa di più difficile: se stesso. La proiezione veneziana de La Tenerezza del Serpente, terzo e conclusivo capitolo della Trilogia del Subconscio di Samantha Casella, appartiene alla seconda categoria. La cornice è quella dell’Hotel…
