and 'back the heat, the bad and while the friends of the' (here) are in the hills or the ocean I am always on the beach here, with the veil of nostalgia for those summers them '. to -vague nostalgia for something completely different [if the hill a bit 'there is ...]- has also contributed to the vision of "I Am Love." I do not know if you saw but the fresco in Milan and the decadence of his "upper class" and 'managed very well.
Milan, and that perhaps 'the real star of the film, and' caught in its hidden beauty, gray and winter, one of the courtyards, buildings and infrastructure of the contrasts between modern and historic surroundings, the views of the ordinary and unexpected, with in more 'tribute to the memory of some Visconti [Central Station, the sequence on the roof of the dome]. Villa Necchi, a magnificent work of Portaluppi where the story takes place, it would deserve a separate chapter and a visit to the most ' soon.
However it was not a post about this film, was a post on the nostalgia of those nights wasp to find some "fetish" among isolates architectural gray Milan: The Moretti, the bridges, the Terragni, the Gardella and that Asnago and Vender popped so 'poetic and unexpected from the body of the city'.
Nostalgia di Milano, I swear I did not expect.
Maybe 'nostalgia for what it was, we were.
Then I must add that step, we spend many evenings in front of the air conditioner, reading avidly as we read in the summer when you are 'on holiday [although we are not on vacation, vabbe']. I have also read Adriano Sofri "The night Pinelli." And the nostalgia and 'disappearance, but failing to mention the news come from the beautiful country.
So take my bike, I go down the river to return to the West and make myself a Sicilian granita "Cloud Cafe '" Grom and I say that the summer niuorchese, again, is not' so 'bad. Milan
realize that I do not miss at all but 'the Pianello appetizer, grilled between Arcello and House of Bacchus and a bit' of suffering, those are.
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