Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Fellini

8½ (Italian title: Otto e mezzo [ˈɔtto e ˈmɛddzo]) is a 1963 Italian comedy-drama film directed by Federico Fellini. Co-scripted by Fellini, Tullio Pinelli, Ennio Flaiano, and Brunello Rondi, it stars Marcello Mastroianni as Guido Anselmi, a famous Italian film director. Shot in black-and-white by cinematographer Gianni di Venanzo, the film features a soundtrack by Nino Rota with costume and set designs by Piero Gherardi.

The title is in keeping with Fellini's self-reflexive theme. Its title refers to Fellini's eight and a half films as a director. His previous directorial work consisted of six features, two short segments, and a collaboration with another director, Alberto Lattuada, the collaboration accounting for a "half" film (His previous six feature films included Lo sceicco bianco (1952), I vitelloni (1953), La strada (1954), Il bidone (1955), Le notti di Cabiria (1957), and La Dolce Vita (1960). With Alberto Lattuada, he co-directed Luci del varietà (Variety Lights) in 1950. His two short segments included Un'Agenzia Matrimoniale (A Marriage Agency) in the 1953 omnibus film L'amore in città (Love in the City) and Le Tentazioni del Dottor Antonio from the 1962 omnibus film Boccaccio '70). The working title for 8½ was La bella confusione (The Beautiful Confusion) proposed by co-screenwriter, Ennio Flaiano, but Fellini then "had the simpler idea (which proved entirely wrong) to call it Comedy".

8½ won two Academy Award for Best Foreign Language Film and Best Costume Design (black-and-white). Acknowledged as an avant-garde film and a highly influential classic, it was among the top 10 on BFI The Top 50 Greatest Films of All Time, ranked third in a 2002 poll of film directors conducted by the British Film Institute and is also listed on the Vatican's compilation of the 45 best films made before 1995, the 100th anniversary of cinema.

personal story: memories of childhood, present troubles, relationship with producers. Many fictional films have been made about the process of  film production. Federico Fellini's 8 1/2 concerns itself with  the preproduction stage of  a film  that is abandoned before shooting starts. In more strongly psychological films, such as Fellini's 81/2, the search and the investigation become internalized when the protagonist, a noted  film director, attempts to discover the source  of his creative problems.

8½ is about the struggles involved in the creative process, both technical and personal, and the problems artists face when expected to deliver something personal and profound with intense public scrutiny, on a constricted schedule, while simultaneously having to deal with their own personal relationships. It is, in a larger sense, about finding true personal happiness in a difficult, fragmented life. Like several Italian films of the period (most evident in the films of Fellini's contemporary, Michelangelo Antonioni), 8½ also is about the alienating effects of modernization. The fantasy sequences in Fellini's 8 1/2  yield information about the protagonists' traits and possible future actions that would be less vivid if presented objectively. most  films take objective narration as a baseline  from which we may depart in search of subjective depth but  to which we will return. There are, however,  other films  that refuse this convention. Fellini's 8l /2, Bunuel's Belle de jour  and Haneke's Cach6, Resnais's Last Year at  Marienbad, and Nolan's Memento  mix objectivity and subjectivity  in ambiguous ways. Here, as elsewhere, the manipulation  of story information is not  just a matter  of what action takes place in the film. Any choice about range or depth affects  how the spectator thinks and feels about the film as it progresses.

Costumes can  play important motivic and callsal roles in narratives. The  film director  Guido in Fellini's 81/2 persistently uses his dark -glasses  to shield himself from the  world.

According to Italian writer Alberto Arbasino, Fellini's film used similar artistic procedures and had parallels with Musil's 1930 novel The Man Without Qualities.

1. 1am not a ‘therapeutic’ artist, my films don’t suggest solutions or methods, they don’t put forward ideologies. All I do is bear witness to what happens to me, interpret and express the reality that surrounds me. If, through my films - that is, recognising themselves in them - people come to an equal awareness of themselves, then they have achieved the state of clear-sighted detachment from themselves which is essential in making new choices, in bringing about changes.
2. My films don’t have what is called a final scene. The story never reaches its conclusion. Why? I think it depends on what I make of my characters. It’s hard to put it - but they’re a kind of electrical wire, they’re like lights that don’t change at all but show an unchanging feeling in the director from start to finish. They cannot evolve in any way; and that’s for another reason. I have no intention of moralising, yet I feel that a film is the more moral if it doesn’t offer the audience the solution found by the character whose story is told. In other words, the man who has just seen a character sorting out his problems, or becoming good when he started off bad, finds himself in a much more comfortable situation. He is going to say quietly to himself: ‘Well, all I have to do is carry on being the creep I am, betraying my wife, conning my friends, because at a given moment the right solution will turn up, just as it does in the films. . .‘ My films, on the contrary, give the audience a very exact responsibility. For instance, they must decide what Cabiria’s end is going to be. Her fate is in the hands of each one of us. If the film has moved us, and troubled us, we must immediately begin to have new relationships with our neighbours. This must start the first time we meet our ftiends or our wife, since anyone may be Cabiria - that is, a victim. If films like I vitelloni, La strada and 11 bidone leave the audience with this feeling, mixed with a slight uneasiness, I think they have achieved their object. I feel, and I can even say today, unhesitatingly, that whenever I think up a story it is in order to show some anxiety, some trouble, a state of friction in the relationships that ought normally to exist between people. If I were a political animal, in order to explain this I should hold meetings or join a political pIty; or go out barefoot and dance in the streets. If I had found a solution, and if I were able to explain it convincingly and in good faith, then of course I should not be a story-teller, or a film-maker.
3. Good intentions and honest feelings, and a passionate belief in one’s own ideals, may make excellent politics or influential social work (things which may be much more useful than the cinema), but they do not necessarily and indisputably make good films. And there is realty nothing uglier or drearier - just because it is ineffectual and pointless - than a bad political film.
4, Commitment, I feel, prevents a man from developing. My ‘anti- fascism’ is of a biological kind. I could never forget the isolation in which Italy was enclosed for twenty years. Today I feel a profound hatred - and I am actually very vulnerable on this point - for all ideas that can be translated into formulas. I am committed to non-commitment.
I love becoming committed to frivolous things. In fact, I am wholly committed to everything I do.
5. I am against things that try to define themselves too precisely, and against people who do the same. The word ‘committed’ irritates me. I react in a childish, exaggerated way tothose who profess to be committed. People who are over forty-five today, you see, grew up in the shadow of fascism and the Church. All through my childhood, I heard things spoken of in terms of duty. Idealised commitment. Now, when I hear today’s I see in it a threat to true freedom. That is, authentic individual growth. What on earth is the ‘committed cinema’ committed to do? This kind of Marxist or Chinese terminology makes me very suspicious. Not because of what you might call individual anarchy, but because of what is really a personal experience.
Fascism meant omnipotent stupidity and ignorance. I cannot say that I ever fought in the anti-fascist ranks; that would not be true; I have never played at politics.
6. After the war, our subjects were handed to us, ready-made. There were very simple problems: how to survive, the war, peace. These problims were set before us, in an immediate, brutal way. But today the problems are different, Of course the neo-realists were not hoping that war and poverty would continue because they found their best subjects in them . . . but it sometimes seemed as if the neo-realists thought they could make a film only if they put a shabby man in front of the camera. They were wrong.
7. To me, neo-realism is a way of seeing reality without prejudice, without conventions coming between it and myself - facing it without preconceptions, looking at it in an honest way - whatever reality is, not just social reality, but spiritual reality, metaphysical reality, all that there is within a man. . . In telling the story of particular people I always try to show a particular truth.
8. Realism is a bad word. In a certain sense everything is realistic. I see no dividing line between imagination and reality. I see a great deal of reality in imagination, I don’t feel it’s my responsibility to arrange everything neatly on one universally valid level. I have an infinite capacity for amazement, and I don’t see why I should set up a pseudo-rational screen to protect me from being amazed.
9, Realism is neither a tight enclosure nor a one-dimensional panorama. A landscape, for instance, has a number of layers, and the deepest, which only poetic language can reve3l, is not the least real. What I want to show beyond the outer surface of things is what people call ‘unreal’. They say I have a taste for mystery. If they liked to give the word a capital M, then I would be glad to accept it. To me, mysteries belong to man, they are the great unreasoning lines of his spiritual life, love, health . . . At the centre of successive layers of reality, God is to be found, I think . the keyyoung people putting forward an4 developing the same sort of idiocy as Mussolini and the bishops, it really makes me mad.
to the mysteries. I would add that if neo-realism is called ‘social’, as it is by certain Italian critics, then it is limited. Man is not just a social being, he is divine.
10. I am not yet humble enough to make myself an abstraction in my films. I try in them to throw light on what I don’t understand in myself, but as I am a man, other men can no doubt see themselves in the same mirror too. What is autobiographical is the story of a kind of call that pierces the torpor of the soul and wakes me. I should very much like to stay in that state, in those moments when the call reaches me. I feel, then, that someone is knocking at the door and I don’t go and open it. Of course I shall have to make up my mind to open it, some day or other. Basically, I must be a spiritual vitellone.
11. In my way of thinking, there do not exist humorous themes or themes which are not humorous. Humour, just like the dramatic,
to evaluate should make us withhold judgement, or anyway should prompt us to give up our old points of reference and try to find new ones more suited to the new context.
In conclusion, it seems to me that what deludes and irritates us in the cinema, in literature and the theatre and in the figurative arts, is the limitedness of what they produce. A remarkable sort of limitedness which condemns no-one, not even the authors that express it, but rather shows how today’s people are more individual, and culturally, spiritually and socially more evolved than they were. Until now, artists have always been the high points that burst out of a shapeless, passive mass, the common denominator in which others recognised themselves and from which they drew nourishment. Today, this denominator is rather less common because the more highly developed personality of each individual limits and reduces it, and the high points do not burst out at so high a level because the average, in the mass of people, is higher than it was. Whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, I don’t know. Perhaps we are destined to become a whole human race of artists, each producing and nourishing himself on what he produces. Perhaps art, in the sense we know it, will no longer be neèessary. These are utopian ideas, of course; but one thing we ought to bear in mind. We tend to say that men are the same and will always be the same, but what we really know about men goes back only 10,000 years. If you consider that the human race is millions of years old and will go on for as many million more, then every judgement, every assertion and every forecast is lost in the mists of time.
15. I have always thought that the cinema is a means of expression, an entirely original language that owes nothing, and bears no relationship, to any other art form. As far as literature is concerned, admittedly the cinema has borrowed a good deal from it, but this can be counted as normal interdependence between the arts. More important is the fact that whenever a literary work is godmother to a film, the result is always mediocre, disappointing and entirely to the disadvantage of the film. This may be the definite proof of the cinema’s originality, showing that it cannot bear graftings or overlappings of any kind. Everything that connects the cinema with literature is the result of laziness and sentimental whim, when it is not actually due to brutal calculation. It is a case of doing something arbitrary and unnatural, like sticking four car wheels on to a horse, or cutting a steak into the shape of a cod-fish.
16. 1 feel that decadence is indispensable to rebirth. I have alreidy said that! love shipwrecks. So I am happy to be living at a time when everything is capsizing. It’s a marvellous time, for the very reason that a whole series of ideologies, concepts and conventions is being wrecked. Man went to the moon, didn’t he? Well then, to keep talking of iron curtains, frontiers and different currencies is completely absurd. We’ve got to overthrow all that.
This process of dissolution is quite natural, I think. I don’t see it as a sign of the death of civilisation but, on the contrary, as a sign of its life. It is the end of a certain phase of the human race. But the process of dissolution is too slow and must be hurried. We must start from scratch. Make a clean sweep of everything.
Is our society waiting for what is going to happen to it? Not at all. Force of circumstances causes society itself to generate what happens. There’s no solution and no continuity. . . The young are aware that a new world is beginning. But it is very hard to speak of this without becoming rhetorical. The dawn which is coming moves rue.
17. As a man 1 am interested in everything, and as far as what you call problems are concerned I go in search of them, because I am curious, and anxious to learn. But as a film director, I am quite indifferent to abstract problems, those which are now called ideological. For an idea or a situation or an atmosphere to kindle my mind or my imagination, to amuse me or to move me, it must come to me as a concrete fact. This may be a certain person or character that comes out to meet me; it may be the memory of a particular adventure or of a particular coincidence of human beings in a landscape or a situation. Then my imagination is kindled. If I were a composer I would then start writing down notes, if I were a painter I would scribble on the canvas. As a film director, I find my means of çxpression in the film image. I am a story-teller in the cinema and I can’t honestly see what other qualification can be attributed to me apart from this - which may seem modest but, to me, is terribly demanding.
18. I believe - please note, I am only supposing - that what I care about most is the freedom of man, the liberation of the individual man from the network of moral and social convention in which he believes, or rather in which he thinks he believes, and which encloses him and limits him and makes him seem narrower, smaller, sometimes even worse than he really is. If you really want me to turn teacher, then condense it with these words: be what you are, that is, discover yourself, in order to love life. To me, life is beautiful, for all its tragedy and suffering, I like it, I enjoy it, I am moved by it. And I do my best to share this way of feeling with others.
19. Evety period of stolid materialism is followed by times of spirituality. We are now living in a kind of dark tunnel of suffering unable to communicate with one another, but I already feel I can see a gleam in the distance, a sense of new freedom: we must try to believe in this possibility of salvation.
20. If I say that I am fairly confident, I don’t want to seem like a butterfly flitting carelessly from flower to flower, but like a person who feels alive, who has not yet exhausted his human adventure. Really, I like everything about life, and sometimes I feel electric with curiosity, as if I had not yet been fully born. Yes, I haven’t yet lost faith in the journeyc even though it often seems dark and desperate. -
The important thing for man today is to hang on. not to let his head droop but to keep looking up along the tunnel, perhaps even inventing a way of salvation through fanta’ or will-power, and especially through faith. For this reason I think that the work of artists is really needed today.

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