The woman in the Sunday (1975) by Luigi Comencini From the novel by Carlo Fruttero and Franco Lucentini Screenplay by Agenor and Furio Scarpelli Incrocci With Marcello Mastroianni (Commissioner Santamaria), Jacqueline Bisset (Anna Carla Dosio), Jean-Louis Trintignant (maximum field), Aldo Reggiani ( Lello Riviera), Maria Teresa Albani (Tabusso Virginia), Homer Antonutti (Benito), Gigi Ballista (Tooke), Claudio Gora (Garrone), Franco Nebbia (Bonetto), Lina Volonghi (Ines Tabusso), Pino Caruso (De Palma) Photography Luciano Tovoli Music: Ennio Morricone (105 minutes) IMDb Rating: 6.7
Suleiman
The mystery novel "The Sunday Woman " by Charles Fruttero and Franco Lucentini was published in 1972 and achieved great success (in my opinion deserved, is anything but a book like that). In 1975, just three years later, Luigi Comencini shot the film, of course, set in Turin. I will write two posts for the logical view books in cinema, looking for correspondences between the images of the film and the literary text.
-I, Garrone, hard, "said Mr. Tooke,-I had not sent the invitation, I do not know where she lives. But once you come, I could not mica throw it out of a gorilla? This is a gallery of ancient art, "said stressing old, not-a night.
From the group of people with whom he was conversing next to the tripod that held a "Rape of Europe", his gaze went to the other two rooms of the gallery, where the last guests (all civilians and distinct) murmured politely to comment the paintings on display.
-not exaggerate, "said the art critic at the end of Garrone .- I like him. It amuses me.
-Ed is anything but stupid, "said the American specialist .- It has a great opening for one that never moved from Turin. Last year, I presented at the Teatro You qundo that group in California Plasticity and lymph ...- paused, but nobody said anything; They wanted us at the gallery was known as the Turin deaf and rear-be ', after the show we all met for dinner, he sat down beside Garrone me, and I must say that I have made some rather pertinent questions, rather acute. He was really interested.
-I do not doubt, "said Mr. Tooke. He had only a vague notion of what were the Teatro You and California groups, but the name was enough for him to join the revolution, pornography and modern art in general, as a man who hated the first art dealer and then as a high era. He looked down there, the last room, the "Leda and the Swan" late-sixteenth century, and felt once again bubbling to the memory of the disgusting comments shortly before Garrone had permission to take on the subject. And most importantly they have two good customers with whom negotiations on the canvas were already practically complete. He turned to the engineer and Piacenza lady (but she was counting) of apprehension with a smile and apology.
two hundred and seventy pounds.
Since Refreshments Maria-Victoria at the corner of street named Via Bogino-existed, it never happened that the architect Garrone tipping higher. But there were a thousand and five, close to the income of 1,230, and the chair was empty.
-will have inherited, tell us the maid-of Alton his colleague Colle Val d'Elsa.
-O was in a hurry. You will see that this one more time you need them.
-O asked me a few more thing. For two hundred and seventy pounds, is capable of. From
cash at the end of the bar called the hostess was severely
-No speeches! "She said.
As treasurer and occasionally, the architect was still a customer.
-Oh, so what makes me him? These are speeches?-Alton replied piccata.
Colle Val d'Elsa grinned: Tonight, however, must have given him-string. He laughed like a monkey.
-Tonight was laughing about his business. It 'was the last time, however, I was going to slam the bowl on the head. He took a banana and wanted to know if my boyfriend ...
-Ah, "cried laughing Colle Val d'Elsa .- What is the banana has also called me.
Anna-Carla, do not change the cards on the table.
-nothing changes. I'm right. You put me in crisis for two days, but now I'm sure. The correct pronunciation is Bah-stun, so I did very well to say Bah-stun, and I'll say it every time you speak of Bah-stun, because it is correct, logical and most of all I say Bah-stun is natural.
-Do not pretend you did not understand. Committed any clothing, any of the RAI announcer, knows that they say Bah-stun, is proud to know, and sports as often as he can. But you.
Ah, you were, "said Lello opening.
not ever kissed when he came or went away. From the earliest times Lello told him no, that was too husband and better, and since two of them, inevitably, they were not, what was bound to slavery in the small ceremonies? Independence, freedom was also made of small triviality avoided, wisely rejected the conventions of pats. And now, in the hall of what was to Lello "my study," the counterweight to the gray office of the City where he spent his days ("my job"), now he understood what was wise. He could feel comfortable: a boy così avrebbe preso bene qualsiasi cosa gli avesse detto.
-Ecco,-disse Gianni Tasso. Le diede un ultimo, leggerissimo colpetto ai capelli, poi tirò indietro le mani come da un formicaio.-Grazie,disse piano e senza calore.
Voce, pensò Anna Carla, voce. Poteva ben dirlo più forte, a chi gli pagava il viaggetto a Tahiti.
-E parte presto?-disse alzandosi.
-No,no ci vediamo ancora,-la rassicurò il parrucchiere.
-Ah, allora...
Diradare, pensò, diradare.
Pagò insieme alla signora Tabusso, e non potà evitare di scendere le scale insieme alla signora Tabusso and his dog. A bad day.
-are things of this world, "said Ms. now Tabusso.
was one of those women who "say what they think," that is practically capable of telling anyone, anywhere, and loudly, that sort of thing that one would prefer not to know: from the streets of its seasonal changes in vision, sexual habits her deceased husband, who just made love, he was a tremendous hunger and to be prepared on the table before a plate of ham. A woman frightening, even to see.
not delicious. Not fabulous. Not adorable. Nor fascinating. No. As he watched the Commissioner Santamaria, who was now talking to Massimo, Anna Carla realized that all the damn hyperbolic adjectives did not serve with such a man, had nothing to do, out of tune. Delicate, yes, because shortly before, while Massimo, walking up and down the terrace, and he told her with effettacci gigioneschi inutilissime breaks to Hitchcock, the whole history of Garrone, crumpled the letter, of the phallus, the mysterious blonde with the bag, him, Santamaria, was impeccable: no eyes intensely scrutinizing (to see how she reacted) or tunes feigned indifference (to make her believe that she was not suspected). He had been on His wicker chair listening with patience, here, with patience, the Cavatina Masimo, the translation into an idiot, let us say, a fact that he is obviously just work, hard work, duty. Gentle and patient. He smiled when there was to smile (and even when there was, tactful, therefore). He clarified here and there, then had character, firmness, not left to carry around as a maximum, that people carry around ... And in the end he said something wonderful, absolutely choked. He told her, extending a little 'hands:-Did you see the cases of life?
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