I remember being enthralled seeing 8½ in the seventies. Seeing it recently, I felt less involved. Some individual scenes are quite memorable: a coming of age memory on the beach where the village outcast dances for the young Fellini and his school mates, a scene taking the water at a health spa, and a scene on an aborted movie set. Unusually for an Italian movie, there is no whorehouse, but there is a fantasy harem sequence. It amounts to about the same thing I suppose.
- J
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