Written for my Italian Cinema class.
Mario Monicelli’s 1958 film I Soliti Ignoti (or The Big Deal on Madonna Street) blurs genre lines. It is directly inspired by the heist films that had their heyday in the fifties and sixties; the heist films are a throwback to the hard-boiled film noir of the forties. Additionally, I Soliti Ignoti deals
with many of the same issues that inspired neorealist films like Roma, Città Aperta and Ladri di Biciclette — particularly poverty and drastic societal changes in post-war Italy. But I Soliti Ignoti is more accessible than a typical neorealist film because it relies on comedy to get its message across.
In his September 12, 2008 review for the review site “Ozus’ World,” Dennis Schwartz complains that the film “should have been funnier — it perhaps lost some of its charm by being imported across the Atlantic.” Undeniably, I Soliti Ignoti is a product of the post-war Italian film scene, and some understanding of the film’s historical and cultural context is necessary to fully appreciate it. I Soliti Ignoti is the indirect descendant of forties film noir by way of fifties heist films, and both noir films and heist films tended to be dark in tone. According to reviewer David Ng, writing for the online journal Images, heist movies of the time were “inextricably associated with images of weathered, beaten men in trench coats huddled over a safe in the dead of night. An air of heavy solemnity hung over the proceedings…What Big Deal on Madonna Street did was to take the same characters, scenarios, and images and to somehow make it funny.” Ng goes on to say, “[Big Deal on Madonna Street] pays tribute to its serious-minded antecedents while forging an entirely new direction for the genre.” I Soliti Ignoti may seem fairly unfunny to Schwartz, and a little somber according to our modern conception of comedy, but it managed to give its contemporary Italian audience a sense of optimism while still addressing the issues that dogged a culture emerging from the bleakness of fascism.
The issues at the heart of I Soliti Ignoti are the same issues that are dealt with in neorealist films like Ladri di Biciclette — most noticeably poverty. But what sets I Soliti Ignoti apart from its more serious counterparts is its ability to use a backdrop of desperation and oppression to set up comedic situations; and, conversely, to use comedy to put a kinder face on the hardships being faced by the Italian people. At the end of the film, we find it ironically funny when the indolent Peppe, despite all his best efforts, finds himself swept up into a mob of manual laborers seeking jobs for the day. And while the fact that Mario is an orphan is a grim reminder of the devastating toll that war took on Italy’s population, Monicelli uses it to create a number of playful comic scenarios involving umbrellas or three identical Donald Duck aprons. Ladri di Biciclette never really rose above its sense of despair; I Soliti Ignoti enabled its audience to laugh at the hardships they faced each day.
I Soliti Ignoti is not a mindless, meaningless comedy. It willingly deals with the serious issues of post-war Italian society, but it never gives into to the desolation and darkness of neorealism or noir. Instead, it encouraged its audience to find joy in spite of their circumstances.
Friday, November 6, 2009
big deal on madonna street
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
nano angst
A major writing rant follows. Feel free to ignore.
I'm a little over five thousand words into my NaNo novel. I hate it, and I'm not sure what can be done to make me like it. Maybe it's because my characters are about as complex as cardboard and have no redeeming qualities? I wanted it to be noirish, but I think I took it a little too far, because none of the characters are likable in the least. Maybe it's because I have no real plot yet. I know where I want it to end up, and I have two plot points to work with -- but two plot points is not going to get me 50,000 words. Right now my main character is just kind of puttering around feeling sorry for herself. And therein lies another problem -- this is the first time I've ever really worked with a female main character. For some odd, inexplicable reason, I prefer writing male characters, and that's what I'm used to. Getting used to a female main character is just weird.
But most likely it's because I've spent the last three years or so working with my fantasy stories, so nearly everything I've written has been set in the same universe, and I've been able to develop that universe down to the smallest detail. Having to work now in an entirely different universe has been extremely frustrating. I've gone from having elaborate back-stories and histories spanning thousands of fictional years to not being sure how old my main character is or even which country the story is set in. I just feel unprepared and unorganized.
november rain
Yesterday I made several trips through the rain to get foodstuffs for our Halloween party at the convent. I got soaked, but it was worth it -- not only do I get to use "November Rain" as my blog post title, but the party was amazing! Even with very short notice and limited resources, the costumes were creative and hilarious. My roommate and her boyfriend dressed up quite convincingly as old people...
...in stark contrast to my Trinity costume:
We ate lots of Italian junk food, danced to "Thriller," played Mad Gab, and even went trick-or-treating to Dr. Cole's room. The only downside of the evening was that my coconut cream pie didn't get finished in time. :(
Now reality sets back in. I find it hard to believe there are less than forty days left in this semester; time has really flown by here. This is a Bad Thing. It's November 3rd and I have already fallen behind on my NaNo word count. I have a paper due tomorrow and another one Thursday. Time to start drinking copious amounts of coffee...
Saturday, October 31, 2009
irish stew in rome
For lunch today we went to a great place near Piazza Venezia: the Scholars' Lounge, an Irish pub/sports bar. The atmosphere there was amazing. It reminded me a little of the Brick Store Pub back in Atlanta, but a little more authentically Irish probably. It was a small, low-lit, crowded place, all decked out for Halloween, and everybody was concentrating on the Arsenal-Tottenham game being shown on the big-screen TVs. Arsenal scored twice while we there, which went over pretty well.
I noticed that the background music during the commentators' half-time analysis was U2's "Get On Your Boots." That made me happy. :)
Friday, October 30, 2009
another reading meme
Stolen from user BigGirlBlue at Squidoo. Because I'm bored, and because I like books.
What have you just read?
I've just finished rereading Dante's Inferno. I read it in high school for a humanities class, and now I'm reading it in college for a humanities class.
What are you reading now?
Kathleen Norris' memoir Acedia & Me and Edward Lucas' The New Cold War. The former is for class, the latter is for fun.
Do you have any idea what you'll read when you're done with that?
I'll be reading Othello and The Prince for class.
What's the worst thing you were ever forced to read?
Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis. The most bitter, depressing, disturbing book I've ever read.
What's one book you always recommend to just about anyone?
Hemingway's A Farewell to Arms. Very few people take me up on it though. :( They don't know what they're missing.
Admit it, sadly the librarians at your library know you on a first name basis, don't they?
No, I don't think so. They probably know my mother on a first-name basis, though. The joys of being a homeschool mom.
Is there a book you absolutely love, but for some reason, people never think it sounds interesting, or maybe they read it and don't like it at all?
See my answer about A Farewell to Arms above... but also An American Childhood by Annie Dillard, and (among the members of my family) Cormac McCarthy's The Road.
Do you read books while you eat?
Yes, all the time. So much so that we had to institute a rule in my house that there were "no books at the the table".
While you bathe?
I've tried it before, yes.
While you watch movies or TV?
Sometimes during a game on TV. But when it comes to movies, I'm one of those people who stays glued to the screen.
While you listen to music?
Sometimes. Sometimes music distracts me too much; other times I like listening to it softly while reading.
While you're on the computer?
No. I'm not that good at multi-tasking.
When you were little did other children tease you about your reading habits?
Not really. I grew up among nerdy homeschoolers.
What's the last thing you stayed up half the night reading because it was so good you couldn't put it down?
I stayed up pretty late for Allegiance by Timothy Zahn and Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Yes, I'm a nerd.
Have any books made you cry?
Quite a few. A Farewell to Arms has made me cry. A couple years ago The Silmarillion and parts of Lord of the Rings made me cry. P.G. Wodehouse's Jeeves and Wooster books made me laugh so hard that I cried.
it's almost november!
I love this time of year. It's hot chocolate time. I made some this morning, experimenting with the Fior di Spesa "Cacao" mix I picked up at the Standa yesterday. It was some of the best hot chocolate I've ever had -- very rich and very dark, and not too sweet. The only downside is that there are just two packets of mix per box. This could get expensive.
Not only is it hot chocolate time, it's almost Reformation Day. I love the atmosphere surrounding Reformation Day. I really wish I had done some better trip-planning; it would be so cool to be able to spend this weekend in Wittenberg. I guess I'll just have to satisfy myself with staying in "unholy Rome" and renting Luther from iTunes. :)
After Reformation Day, of course, comes November 1 -- and the craziness begins. Yes, I am going to attempt to balance classwork and sight-seeing with frenzied fiction-writing and do NaNoWriMo while in Rome. It didn't work for me last year, trying to find time to write around my class schedule at Geneva, but that was my freshman year, my very first semester, and I had already done JulNoWriMo -- and I did come close. I think I got to about 40,000 words. So I am being optimistic about this year. And I am still entertaining the fanciful hope that I'll be able to finish a novel before I'm twenty. Finish one, I mean -- edited, rewritten, and everything. Wish me luck. :)
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
greece, part iii
For our last day in Greece we got away from the city and went to the island of Aegina, a little over an hour's ferry ride from Athens' port, Piraeus. We just spent the afternoon strolling up and down the waterfront, window-shopping and pausing to eat seafood, souvlaki and baklava. There were cats everywhere... this one let me pet him:
The island was a quiet place. The port town we were in was a warren of stone houses and little shops and narrow cobblestone streets, with a long row of outdoor restaurants and cafes lining the waterfront road. There was very little automobile traffic, or any traffic for that matter. But it was raining nearly the whole time we were there. I guess that probably kept some of the crowds away. It just seemed like a quiet fishing village -- quite a contrast to the constant noise and grime of Athens. It was the first time on the trip I was really able to relax.
The next day, Tuesday, three of us got up at 5:30 AM to catch a bus to Patras, a port city about four hours west of Athens. Our ferry from Patras to Ancona, Italy left at 2:30 PM. I shelled out about 30 euros and got a dormitory room this time -- for the passage over, we camped out in a stairwell. :) The dorm room was nice. There were six bunks, but it turned out I was the only one who had booked it, so I got the place to myself.
It's kind of misleading to call the ship a "ferry" -- it was as posh as a cruise ship. There were two restaurants, three bars, shops, and a casino aboard. We spent most of our time in the lounges watching the oddest selection of movies on the ship's TV -- among them The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, a martial arts movie called The Warlords, and a Bruce Willis movie called Hostage. We couldn't hear the dialogue for any of them, so my understanding of the last two is a little vague. I've seen The Assassination of Jesse James before.
Here's a picture of one of the lounges. Not too shabby.
Our plans for the rest of break have changed a little -- our trip to Barcelona fell through, so we're back in Rome now, resting up. I was looking forward to Spain, but I have to say I'm happy it turned out this way. Traveling stresses me way too much. I think it's because I like having things very organized, and I just don't know how to cope with things when they don't go according to plan. At least this way I know I'll get some rest before school starts back again.
I picked up a book in Greece called The New Cold War by Edward Lucas. I'm just about finished with it -- 22 hours on a boat gives you plenty of reading time. :) I'm not sure if it's available yet in the States, but I'd highly recommend reading it if you get the chance.


