I’ve been on some sort of Fellini trip as of late.

Just haven’t been able to get enough of the man and his supremely sensuous phantasmagoria of time, space, shadow and light.

Few directors have so effortlessly (seemingly) blurred the line of fact, fiction, fantasy and farce with such delirious delight … and I think it’s safe to say that 8 1/2, his 1963 masterpiece, is the high watermark of his artistic achievements. (Though not without heated debate, I’m sure!)

If you haven’t seen the film in a while, please revisit it… it’s the sort of film that is entirely like a good bottle of old wine.

Call it ‘neorealism,’ or any other fancy schmansy moniker you can conjure … whatever ‘it‘ is, I’ll tell ya right now, Fellini’s ‘it‘ is eternal.

Just ask Marcello. 😉