He committed suicide this night by jumping from the window of his hospital room, the great film director Mario Monicelli novantacinquenne.
I thought a little 'what I write and I am convinced that he really makes little sense to start a list of his films, director of the merits of his or abstract talk about legacy all'inestimabile Monicelli us left. I thank my way.
resounds in my head a melody note "but vaffanzum zum zum zum zum vaaaa .. but, I can recite entire dialogues of the film is now common quote Mascetti making fun of someone with a harmless supercazzola .. . Antani like it! I never push to slap passengers departing train, but probably just because today regionai have air conditioning and windows locked! The Perozzi that kills the baker, the pin Melandri who walked and who loses his head every time she falls in love, and betrayal of the Necchi Carmen Verdirame Augusto Brescia, the respected professor Sassaroli and granddaughters by bean, and the unforgettable Conte Lello Mascetti, the most bitter character in the movie. All of them, magical actors like today if they see few, along with the unforgettable soundtrack and the backdrop (a Florence dotted with great skill) make this film a masterpiece of Italian comedy.
What about the Deaf in Marchese Grillo ? I saw this film as a child and then more great laugh for comic roles, and then appreciating the historical setting and the direction. The Tuscan countryside of Female hope it is so familiar that it seems to me only one piece of a known history, with my dialect and our antics.
My personal and subjective to Monicelli thank you for leaving an indelible mark of a Tuscany that, unfortunately, has disappeared or will disappear: the memory of Florence in '66, the city view from Piazzale Michelangelo, farmhouse in the Tuscan countryside and such, so people like our grandfathers and our fathers, the life that flows with an almost musical rhythm of likes and dislikes to deal with the sympathy and optimism that characterizes us ... Thank you so much Mario!