Word: mastroiannis
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Mario (Marcello Mastroianni), a Milanese manufacturer who is initially seen standing before one of his machines. In case anyone should miss the point, the machine is shown in furiously moving pictures; Mario is encased in a still photograph. When a salesman presents Mario with a balloon, he inflates it and suddenly becomes obsessed with the mystery of what he has done. "If I stop and there's still room inside," he muses, "then I've failed." Ignoring his friends, his mistress (Catherine Spaak) and ultimately himself, Mario gets absorbed in the nonproblem of how much...
...Visconti's film follows the action of Albert Camus' novel with hardly a comma missing-and therein lie both its strength and its weakness. The action of the book eventually moves into the mind, and Visconti has not found a cinematic technique for translating the shift. Marcello Mastroianni plays the despairing hero...
...film follows the action of Albert Camus' fine novel with hardly a comma missing-and therein lies both its strength and its weakness. The action of the book eventually moves into the mind, and Visconti does not find a cinematic way of translating the shift. Marcello Mastroianni plays the hero suffering from alienation and despair...
...STRANGER. Italian Director Luchino Visconti (Rocco and His Brothers) has been fanatically faithful to Albert Camus' fine novel of alienation and despair, even to the point of including a long soliloquy on life, death and the meaninglessness of it all by the hero (Marcello Mastroianni), which mars an otherwise powerful film...
Until then, The Stranger is an exceptionally taut, abrasive film. But with Meursault awaiting the guillotine, the action of the book-and the movie-moves inside his mind. The camera is left staring at Mastroianni while his voice on the sound track soliloquizes on life, death and the meaninglessness of it all. The sequence is faithful to what Camus wrote, but it is a shame that Visconti could not have found a more cinematic way of getting it across in a film whose power otherwise almost matches the book that inspired...