It's been VERY long time since I saw it. I think the first time was somewhere around 1954, when my father bought us our first TV, and the whole communal apartment (8 families) would cram into our small, 90 sq feet room, to watch it. Back then films by De Sica were very popular with the soviets - an indispensable political tool, made-to-order by those decadent Westerners, who would sell you the very rope, you would later use to hang them.
So they did... we sat there... packed tightly, and our hearts were bleeding watching all that capitalist society suffering.
The Bicycle Thief, Umberto D, Nights of Cabiria - we saw them all.
Long story short - my wife refused to watch it. She still remembers vividly her tears while following the sad events. So I waited for her to leave the room and turned it on.
The miracle of De Sica lives on. How did he manage to make it this timeless - we shall never know, but to simply call it a masterpiece would not do it any justice. A true work of human art, from any perspective. Smallest details speaking volumes, with both joy and suffering tightly intertwined.
I am glad I watched it again. I truly wish more people visited movies like that. It is, after all, readily available as a DVD from Netflix.
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Topic - Umberto D - Victor Khomenko 06:45:24 04/27/18 (6)
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