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Though it may seem strange, this film today, namely, Ginger and Fred (1985), by filmmaker, Federico Fellini (sort of), needs to show a bit of the early Fellini film, The White Sheik (1952). There, a young woman, about to be married that day, races away from the proceedings in order to be close to a film actor on the set. That bit of rare flamboyance comes back to us here. Fellini’s early comedy becomes a ribald joke, for those not quite charmed by nuptials.
Today’s bid, driven by the great wit, poet and film writer, Tonino Guerra, does much more than send a laugh. Those fast friends, Fellini and Guerra, were far apart on many scores. With Guerra in control (happily), a very different involvement comes to pass. Today, we’ll see something far from a lark: a challenge, requiring everything we’ve got. Before that, however, we have in play the true Fred Astaire and the true Ginger Rogers (with all their balance, grace and power), who would have presented a brilliant moment for us.
The format of Guerra’s reflections involves that excrescence, the television variety show (beamed to target a catholic audience). Into this Black Hole, there was one Christmas time a couple of long-retired jazz dancers who could not resist rushing into that supposed limelight. What was the attraction? (Recall that daring bride, and her risking becoming a pariah.) Here there was a feeble excuse, on the part of Amelia, to thrill her granddaughters in prime time. Her former partner, Pippo (having no connection with her for thirty years), was a swarm of motives. The twist of this mountain involved the partners having been, for many years, imitators of those famous dancers. Was imitation enough? Or would our protagonists, in one way or another, had developed a need for the profound. (more…)
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